Ana smiled at him with satisfaction in her face. She put just her bikini bottom, telling me that she wanted to hold his friend’s semen in her cunt f...r me…The black stranger pulled up his shorts and told her that he would be available for her on Sunday evening; he wanted to taste a bit of her firm butt and her tight asshole… Ana smiled, saying she would get her tight rosebud ready for such a massive cock.She finally kissed the guy deeply, thanking him back for fucking her hot cunt so good…The. She – Cool, I am a fashion designer. I – That must be very exciting. She – Hmmm, kind of. She (Shaking hands with me) – I am Saloni. I – I am Pankaj. Nice name Shaloni. She – Its not Shaloni, its Saloni.Our conversation flew by like this till the time we parted saying good bye to each other. I never asked her of her phone number (that was really very stupid of me). But she had a nice and unique name+surname. I went home freshened up, had dinner and searched her on a social networking site –. . in either sense of the term. Whatever, these undernourished and uncultured oafs were pressing an unwelcome troth, without a doubt, on the poor child in question, and doing it where I had to pass. So I trusted to my staff, as so often of yore, bested the lot of them with the merest application of my Power, and watched them run off when, of course, I should have turned them into frogs. Ah, my friend, of late I find that even I am deficient in my Observation of Tradition...No matter. I found. “I can’t Anthony and that’s the end of it. No more asking.” I told him as I pulled his head from between my legs, cum dripping from his wet face. I kissed him and licked up some of the juices, then took another drag and went to shower. “Come join me.” I said seductively, as I left for the bathroom, grabbing my phone and taking it with me. I didn’t fully trust Anthony enough to leave all of my secrets alone with him. He had watched about a third of the remaining videos and there were many more.