The intensity of a cock fucking me, the sensation to take me past a certain point where I want to stop, The mess there is something for me beyond that...in seeing his pleasure in my pain and the willingness to deliver amazing sensations.I needed to be tied up I knew the pain, sensations of having a cock inside me will be sexually overwhelming, the thought of him letting loose, balls slapping my blood drenched pussy I had this instinct to clamp my legs together.I need my legs Stretching out wide. Then I asked her to keep her laptop bag in her lap and cover her shoulder with dupatta. Then when no one is noticing us, I used to catch her fingers through her duputta and we used to play. She got seduced by this and our messages during night turned calls and slowly we used to have phone sex.One Saturday morning, as it was boring, I called her numbers. Usually on Saturdays we don’t use to speak as everyone used to be in her house. But surprisingly she picked my call and spoke to me. I asked. "A moment later he was in my booth with his pants unzipped and his dick in my mouth. He gave verbal signs of approval with every move I made, and as before it was audible to others. "I have been trying to train my wife to do this, but there is so much she doesn't get."I could say nothing with this cock in my mouth, I could only shake my head. Then he grabbed me by my ears and pulled his dick out of my mouth. He turned my head up so that I could see his face and look him in the eyes."Can I. She was wearing ablack satin pencil skirt and a cream blouse and she greeted me with awarm kiss on each cheek."Darling, how wonderful you could make it! Yes, I know exactly how youcan help me. Come on, follow me now." I barely had time to murmur a hellobefore I was following her down the dark, wood panelled corridor, my eyesfixed on the swell of her perfect ass in satin. She stopped at a largepile of cardboard boxes and turned to face me. I quickly moved my eyesupward to meet hers, hoping she.