N bolo.Aisa kya dikhta hai tumhe mujhme.??Maine kaha bhabhi aap khubsurat ho to najar to waise hi chali jati hai.Unhone kaha k chalo thik hai.Achha ye...btao jo tumhri gf thi usnke sath kuchh kiya tha ya nahi.Mai to unka muh dekhta reh gya.Fir wo boli btao.?Mai smjh na paun k kya bolu.Fir maine kaha k nahi kuchh nahi.Wo boli jhoot to mat bolo.Ab kya karte ho jab kuchh karne ka mann karta hai.To maine kaha k kuchh nahi bhabhi.Aur ab mai chala sone.To usne kaha k yehi so jao.Beech me unka ladka aur. I bet your getting so hard for me.' I had my cam covered but my mic was on. He would not be able to see my sheer black shirt that was sleeveless. With the lace bra underneath. I was a BBW with a honey color complexion and my arms, legs, tits, ass, and belly were all plump. My skin warm and soft. Bury your nose in any dimple and then lick it. I could almost cum from that alone. I wore classy, sexy clothes. I did not hide my figure. You could not miss the fact I had a smackable ass. Thighs that. He needed to distract his mind, for his imagination was getting better of him. He slowly unlatched himself from her mouth and proceeded to plant small kisses on her neck and ever so slowly got near her sensitive sweet spot. She was getting too much worked up and she decided to ‘play’ with Drew to pay him back for the sensual torture that was going on her neck. Ever so slowly she unzipped his pants and dragged them down and put her hand on the top of his boxers, near his member. Drew gasped when. " She smiled and traced a fingernail across my back as she walked around me and I stood there practically trembling. "What do you know of what might go on here?" "Here? You mean in your club?" "Yes of course Roger, whatever else could I have meant?" "Umm... well I guess you have an expensive clientele that has a hankering for some rather kinky and extreme fun. Something like that. You know, people dress up and pretend. Kind of like a fancy dress party every night." "Hmmmm..." "Look I really.