With one arm braced behind her, Anabel slowly slid one finger up the length of her wet cleft, a mewling moan escaping from her throat as she felt the ...ntensity of her own arousal. One finger soon became two as she slid them down and up, down and up, her breaths expelling in panting gasps as she touched herself for his pleasure, and she thought to herself as her body heatedly reacted to her touch, for her own as well. Anabel ground her pelvis into her hand and squeezed her eyes tightly shut in. Hum dono ki nazre ek doosre se phir mili aur usne phir smile kiya aur maine phir smile kar diya. Usne apna blouse bandh kiya aur khadi ho gayi.Phir sarpanch aaye aur bole chalo mere ghar wahan par khana kha ke aayenge. Main jaise unke saath gaya Radha bhi mere peeche peeche chali.Phir hum Jeep me baithe tab mujhe pata chala ki Radha sarpanch ki beti hai. Radha ka pati army me hai jab woh chutti me aata hai toh radha ko leke apne ghar jata hai nahi toh Radha apne Maa Baap ke saath hi rehti hai. When fucking, him she would close her eyes and roll her rosary in her hand. His penis when in retraction would hide beneath his belly-fat when the détente ended with a sporadic gush of his cum. The Badger could have served her, just as well. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned...”The crew really didn’t take care for themselves. Very little space, for breathing or personal hygiene. The stench was inhumane. His breath was awful and his clothes were very frumpy because he was on the heavier. Seduction through manipulation is a very useful tool in the art of Bitch-making. Also remember, the smooth and beautiful thing about this practice, the sissy can see it unfolding, knows it’s happening and yet is helpless to avoid it, and with that said… As I addressed her, I slyly moved my hands about in a tight circle, pretended to look away to give her some eye candy. Once I knew she secretly watched me but pretended she wasn’t, I slowly raised one hand up and massaged and stroked my beard,.