.Me: ssssssssssaaaaaaaahhhhhh Roshanssssssss enough pls stop….sssssssssssRoshan was now getting a little wild…he was fingering me over my panty…...he now was sucking my boobs over my bra….my shirt was still hanging from my shoulders…..he suddenly opened the skirt and it fell down…..So I was now in my bra and panty……bra completely wet and also a shirt hanging, which was completely open in front.I was being mauled….hands were all over me….He then opened the bra……..he just opened the hook but left. Minutes later, the door opened, and I heard Mistresses heels on the floor, but I heard someone else too, someone else was in the room, and they were both heading towards the bench. I could no longer see, but I could hear well.She gave out instructions for this person to undress, and as they did I realised from their breathing and also the heavyweight sound of a big belt opening on their clothes, that this really was a man. This really was for real.The man was told to move towards me, and I. I then put out the joint and began to slowly jack on it up and down. As it began to feel real good I heard a knock at the door, so I put my dick back into pants and answered the door and there you stood with the most beautiful on your face, and I grinningly invited you to come on in. Once you stepped into the room your eyes seemed magically drawn to the bulging dick that was being constricted in my pants. Then you walked up to me and planted a hot, wet kiss on lips while you hand grasped my now. I plan to build a hidden vault, similar to the one in Virginia, to keep the key in. As for the Locket, I keep it on my person at all times. I don’t wear it, because, frankly, I don’t need help finding sex. Also because I’m afraid to. The defenses on the locket made Mom forget she was wearing it – for years. I didn’t want to forget like that only to have someone snatch it off my neck and have to chase them down for it all over again. And, no, it would not be stored in the same vault with the.