’ ‘Thank you, Miss Sanders.’ She replied, taking a lengthy sip from her glass. ‘Oh, please call me Kristen.’ I said, still throwing her as ...any signals as I could. God, I wanted this woman. I wanted her to ravage me with those ferocious arms. If this was to be our mating charade, I was all for it. But what on Earth was Cindi thinking by sending this sumptuous savage to my door? Was Fiona her lover? Her bodyguard? I just had to know, yet didn’t want to ruin this rare opportunity to bed this. So I kind of have to do what he wants. Lately though it has been getting more difficult. He’s getting a bit strange with the stuff he wants to do with me.”I reached out to her hand. She scooted closer and seemed to really appreciate the gesture. “Like what?” I asked, as curious as I was concerned.“He ties me up, or wants to piss on me. A week before he left he had a party with two of his buddies. They all got drunk and took turns on top of me. I am feeling like a whore but maybe that’s just. Maine use wahin sofa par lita diya and uske boobs ko Top ke upar se hi choosne laga. Phir maine uske top ko upar uthaaya aur usne black bra pehni hui thi. Main bra ke upar se hi boobs dabaane laga and wo apne haath se sofa ko pakad rahi thi. Phir maine haath piche le jaake bra ka hook khol diya and jaise hi bra hati ki main paagal ho gaya. Itne sunder boobs they uske. Maine uski cherry ko muh main bhar liya and choosne laga and doosri cherry ko masalne laga. Wo Bhi masti me aa gayi and mere sar. This guy, John, seemed real anxious to squeeze his nine incher up Kelly’s cute, tiny puckered asshole. Kelly could overhear a lot of the conversations on how they couldn’t wait get a crack at the little girl’s ass. She knew her backdoor was going to get a good workout tonight. John lead Kelly over to the sofa. She stood in front of him as he caressed and pawed at her 5’1′ 100 pound body. Kelly’s small petite figure just made him and the rest of guys that much more horny thinking about fucking.