So I went to her house and rang the bell . She came and opened the door. Her name is Sharmila. She is 37 years of age . She greeted me with a huge smi...e and welcomed me in . She asked me to sit down and gave me lemon juice . I was drinking it . Then the conversation started. What for you have come da??I said I want to enquire about the fiber net connection in your house. Oh she started explaining it to me.. She said that the speed is the greatest among all the networks. She said wait let me. I was asked if the sex or orientation of the respondent mattered. I answered, as long as YOU want to GET fucked, then I was ok with that, being I am a bisexual top-dominant. The next text was as surprising to me as the last, as it asked if a couple would be acceptable. I answered the more the better. We agreed to meet an hour from now as they were coming aways. I went across the street and got a room. I texted the room number and then took a shower. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on the. As soon as that cock is in front on me, I lunge forward and capture that throbbing meat right down my throat! You utter a huge "URGH!" of pure pleasure and disbelief that the whole of your big thick dick is now buried, balls deep, into my throat. Not only that but I still want more! I'm pulling on your arse cheeks, forcing you even deeper into my mouth. I then move my head to and fro furiously, using my throat muscles to squeeze tight on your dick - man, no pussy or any hole you fucked was ever. We new the risk was high so we made every second count. It had taken weeks of planning. We met at an old abandoned cottage a few streets from my master’s mansion. I arrived early to prepare. The place was completely empty and would be torn down soon. I had managed to steal just enough hay from the stables to make us a nice soft bed on the hard dirt floor.She arrived shortly after word. She never said a word as she rapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. I sat back on the hay.