This made my own voice more expressive and the tremolo came out.When I ended the song Corinne clapped her hands and smiled. "That was good. Play it ag...in." Ok, but in a few minutes." I don't think she understood that the song talked about the death of the young wife.I got the receiver and Mr Sackman said, "That has to be another hit. I'm even more impressed with your song writing ability. Is this one of your songs you are sending?" It will be Sir. Do the lyrics fit with the intent of the. Well actually, we plan to fuck you all night,” Sanjay said. “oh, really” she said. “well, why didn’t you say so?”. I didn’t hear anything more after that. When I came back, I saw that Sanjay had already started, his face was buried between Reshma’s thighs, her head was resting on the sofa with her eyes were closed as Sanjay eat her pussy. Sorry, bro, I was too horny to wait.” Sanjay said “that’s fine,” I said.Reshma’s opened her eyes and I looked into them deeply, I then bent down taking my. I see stars as her warmth continues to envelop me, my own voice stuck in my throat as I swallow what I have caught. I feel the sweet, salty concoction flow down my esophagus and I open again, hoping for more.She pushes her cunt over my mouth again and does not disappoint, pushing another gush of fluid into my mouth. I nearly choke as the droplets hit the back of my tongue, but I regain my composure and drink from her, swallowing again, feeling shivers course through my body as globules of her. ’ I was a little taken aback but did as she asked. She patted her thigh. ‘Let your pussy kiss my leg.’ I sat on her long thigh and allowed myself to rub gently against the nylon. She held my hands in hers and smiled into my eyes. Her hands dropped mine and went to the buttons of my dress, which she deftly opened. My nipples were hard and she smiled at them. ‘Will you brush my hair after we have been to bed?’ I nodded. ‘I love someone to brush my hair for me. It’s a sort of service, don’t you.