Ab main out of control ho chuka tha,mujhe apne lund ki pyaas bujhane ke liye choot ki jarurat thi.Priya apni choot dene ke liye ready nhi thi.Main pri...a ke uper aa gaya or lund ko kapdo ke uper se hi choot pr ragadne laga.Priya bahut exaited ho chuki thi fir bhi wo apni choot dene k liye ready nhi thi.Main bahut jayada exaited ho chuka tha,mujhe choot ki jarurat thi.Main priya ke uper se utha or baathroom gaya.Baathroom m jakar muthh mari or apne lund ki pyas bujhai.Mene apne aap ko saaf kiya. "Did you enjoy your evening?" She's smiling; she has obviously had a good time. And perhaps too much to drink?For a moment I do not know what to say; whether it should be "Yes, thank you. I was glad to serve you. Was I satisfactory?" or perhaps the more honest "No actually! I have worked all day and I have been on my feet since 6 am and it's now 2 am and I am bloody exhausted." In the end I say nothing.Neena continues, "I like baked salmon. It's one of my favourites."Like an idiot I reply,. ..got it?”“Yes Daddy. Anything for daddy.”“Good slut…now open up.” I pull Ivy’s head up by her Ponytail. Ivy’s mouth opened automatically as her tongue stuck out.. Gotta love this slut. “Ok boys! This slut needs to work up so smallest to biggest!”The smallest guy, who was still a good sized, thick cock took her ponytail from me and started to fuck here mouth slowly. His eyes rolled her in the back of his head as he tilted his head back. Something I did often when Ivy gave me her legendary. It was a screwed up piece of paper, thick and brown like the old book. I started to prise open his rigor mortised grip. I slowly eased his cold, dry and leathery fingers lose, fearful that they might snap off entirely. I got the paper but my victory was short-lived, for as I dropped the arm, I was surrounded in a cloud of dust. Coughing and spluttering, I walked back to the desk. I tried to spit to clear the dry coating from my mouth but to no avail. The piece of paper did appear to be part of.