She guided him back, and he entered again, harder, and was rewarded with an “ooh!” from his lover. He pulled out, not so far, and thrust again, hi... balls slapping against her flesh. Starting to feel more confident, he got into a rhythm, doing his best to ignore the wet slurping sounds coming from their meeting. The focus of his eyes drifted as he tried counting again, this time in Spanish, to push back that rising pressure.Smita’s cries changed, her face flushing, and she bit her bottom lip.. Near her feet were lying her green color saree and blouse along with a pair of cotton panties and brassiere. Ranaji too was completely naked. Now he had wrapped the woman’s thighs around his buttocks and he was pumping smoothly while kneading her breasts. She was moaning and with each thrust her bangles and payal were tinkling, I could see the bijwi in her toes so she must have been a married woman too. Rananji really loved them. Ranaji sat on his knees and held her thighs around his waist and. Charley had been surprised to see Raymond when she stopped for a quick drink before driving to her apartment. After the filming with Greg she'd decided against looking for a fuck tonight. She had merely planned to grab one or two drinks, then go home for a good night's sleep. Shit, tomorrow night she'd get all that gorgeous prick the boy had shown her tonight. Her pussy was glowing just thinking about it."Hey!" the man beside her at the bar gasped. "Aren't you Charlene Brower?"The brunette. I was looking asfeminine and pretty as any of the girls I had crushes on.Before I continue, some facts about me. While any other male might havebeen horrified at my present state, I was quite excited. Back in earth,I was a closet cross-dresser and this was just a heavenly experiencefor me. I had never felt so effeminate before.Dear readers, pardon the abrupt interruption, but I am going to move tosome months ahead now.My past six months with Mistress Moonlight (yes that was her name) hadits.