No I like it when they experience the unexpected, when they face their own fear and especially when they swallow their own pride. I love when they are...sincerely, deeply, purely humiliated and it is not just a foreplay to convince me to spend precious energies to whip their pussies.I tortured her nipples, whipped her pussy, she came two times. That was her session. Now it comes my session. The two liters bottle is empty. Time to go.She gave me the keys of her apartment and when I take the lift. I wouldn’t say that she dressed particularly provocatively but with my hormones any cleavage was plenty! And when she would sit and cross her legs, causing her skirts to raise, any sign of garter was enough to keep me from learning anything all period!As you have most likely gathered I was quite infatuated with her body ( getting to know someone’s personality not really being an issue back then ) And we were now into the second half of the year, I think by now Mrs Doe had caught me a few times. I carried her over to the table and set her with her legs hanging off the side. I kissed her lovely full lips and teased her with the tip of my tongue. She responding and our tongues mingled together in a long sensuous kiss. She pulled off my shirt and ran her fingers through the hair on my chest and pinched my nipples. I slid my hands up under her firm breasts and gave them a little bounce. She grinned and asked if I was having fun. I told her that she was so perfect that I could not believe. Phir apni tounge ragad ne laga.dekhte dekhte wo garam ho rahi thi.wo dhire dhire aawaz nikal rahi thi.mmmm oohhh chachu mmmm…fir maine uski t-shirt utari usne andar kuch nahi phena tha.mai uske chote chote breast ko chat ne laga.uska nipple jo pink colour ka tha wo erect ho gaya tha.mai us pagal kar raha tha.wo apni kamar ka hissa jor jor se patak rhai thi.20 min tak mai uske breast se khela.phir usse kiss ki.apni tounge uske muh mai dal di.aur kafi der tak usse kiss karta raha.jaise hi kiss.