Not just putting His mouth on my cunt, but how wet i become under his touches, how my nipples harden when He flicks them with his fingernail. He whisp...rs into my ear, "quiet now, and lay as still as possible." It is in my submission that He gets His thrill. Knowing that he owns me, my every single movement is His.He smiles when He sees my shallow breathing. When my eyes close and he slips a finger into me, it thrills Him to see how my entire body aches to thrust back against Him. But i lay so. So when she started to snigger on the plane, I had to know what was going through her dirty little mind."you know we've got 200 extra cigarettes over our duty free allowance? Well when we get to the hotel, do you fancy playing the naughty customs officer and the international smuggler?" she smirked."Could be fun, but we forgot to pack the latex gloves," I grinned.It took me and my dirty little slut a few days to acclimatize to the Tunisian heat, but once we got stuck into the Duty Free Vodka,. She asked me tu aapni girlfriend ko kitni bar chood dal ta haai. Sala hai toh choodu. Mein bola kya yaar anju girlfriend choodne ke naam se he chidti hai. Anju boli jaaawan haai naa islye. Mere jaise hoti toh tere saath rat din choodti. Phir boli chaaal mere saath blue flim dehkta hai kyaa ? Mein boola kyon nahi chaaal. Hum log bedrooom mein gaye aur anju boli aaj tereko mein dekhaati huh bp kaise dekhte hai. Aur anpe kaapde utaar diye aur boli chaaal ab teri bari. I was shocked looking at her. Out for a drink round town with husband, i owed his sex in a pub toilet (long story there lol), so later on Saturday night he reminded me and said he would txt if gents was empty and safe to follow him. If no txt, then I was to open my legs and give him a flash when he walks back to table. I didn’t look at my phone because a guy had started talking to me, then his friend joined in and ended up sitting next to me chatting. They were a bit drunk but and chat up lines were rather c***dish, but.