And uski gaand jaise sponge ho itni mulayam and nazuk.. Uski gaand ka size 36 tha.. And ab usne apna towel utar ke doosri traf fenk dia and maine use ...aise hi ghumaya.. Uske 34c ke boobs mere face ko choo rahe the itne komal ki maine unhe apne muh mai leke choosne laga and meri girlfriend ki zor zor se aawazein aane lagi “Aaaahhhhhh mmmmmm ahhhhhhhhhh ouch aahhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhh fuck” aisi uski aawazein sun kar mere shareer ka saara khoon and meri body garam ho chuki thi tabhi maine uski chut pe. I'm a tough trades man. I went to my bag and took out my duct tape. No one fucking does that to me!I roughly threw her, (no him!I shouldn't be feeling like this I said to myself) to the ground. I ripped open the duct tape and roughly tied her hands behind her back. I then took a piece and put it over her mouth. Hopefully the strange attraction I had towards her (no him!, no it!. I turned her around and looked her fiercely in eyes. But my anger subsided. Her eyes were so feminine. I let her hair. “Mom, are you sleeping?” I softly asked her. “Mom, are you asleep?” I repeated, just a little bit louder. She didn’t respond, but continued her regular breathing. Confident, I reached forward and gently slid her nightgown up to her waist. Although her legs were slightly spread, I also pushed carefully on her, spreading them further apart. As usual, I was soon on my knees and pressing my face into her pussy. I eagerly licked up and down her slit, thrusting my tongue into her pussy. I. She wrote a check on her Bank of America account – the 'permanent' checks had just come in Saturday's mail – and winced. "Dillon, when do I get paid?" Should have been the fifteenth, Lenore, but it might have to wait for the first of the month."Crossing her mental fingers, Lenore wrote out the check.Back at the office, Lenore carefully applied the National Defense Medal ribbon and her other rank to her Enlisted Summer Service uniform, while referring to the diagram in the book she'd gotten on.