. tell me when can we meet… I have never seen you in my life and would like to give you a hug first…She : Ok we will meet on Sunday…On the sched...led date and time we reached, there was a Whitish lady standing in front of me with a smile on her face, I confirmed her name Amrita??You must be Ballu said Amrita,In my mind, this is the dark flesh with good assets and curves to be squeezed and enjoyed. My eyes got stuck in the cleavage of hers. She was wearing Black Dress (Salwar Kameez) and a chain. He only got a second to think about it before he was in dream land. The chemist turned out to be a slightly built man of middle age and as nonthreatening as a human could be. He reminded me of Mr. Rogers.The four women were busy sifting and filtering processing agents at varying stages of production. They either didn't notice a man had just been attacked, or it was so common place that they ignored it.I spoke to the chemist quietly asking if he would like to go home or stay and fend for. I could feel something it felt the size of a golf ball banging against my pussy lips I didn’t know what it was but I thought there was no way it could fit in my little pussy, MAN WAS I EVER WRONG, a few more thrust and it popped inside me, it hurt like hell it stretched my pussy walls to the limit, I Screamed out in pain just than I could feel his thrusts getting really slow and jerky they went from long deep thrust to short little jabs as I felt this thing the size of a golf ball lock into. With awesome pressure from his lips, and excellent throating talent, he quickly had my head spinning. I fell back to the bed on my back again, and grabbing him around the back of his head, began a skull fucking down his throat like I never done to anyone. I could feel my thick fuck stick throbbing with each slam down the back of his throat. It actually took a while—but finally I began to bust. Impaling my meat to the bottom of his throat, I unload—one---two---three---four---five---six----seven,.