"Are you fucking who I think you're fucking?" I asked"Does it matter?" She asked, "I mean, cum is cum, right?" It matters if you are MY whore!" I repl...ed, in a stronger tone."Yes Sir" she answered. "It's Tony from work." When are you planning on fucking him again?" I asked,"When you tell me too." She answered, and then looked up at me and deep into my eyes. "I'm YOUR whore now."I smiled back, but only briefly. "Roll onto your back, NOW!" I barked.She did as I said."Spread your legs wide" I. Old dashing boy with 7.3” black lund. Mail me if u want (). Now start the story. Ye baat abhi do mahine purani he. Me sakshi ko apne ghar par chod raha the to mujhe uski gaand marne ka man kiya. Mene usse puchha ki shakshi ek baar piche se le lo. Wo boli nahi mujhe ganda lagta he. Mene kaha ki isme gandi wali kya baat he boli mujhe bahut dard bhi hoga. Me bola thoda to hoga lekin baad me maja bhi bahut ayega. Phir thodi na nukur ke baad wo darte hue maan gayi. Mene usse pahle kutti ki tarah. Colin motioned to them all to look away and resume the meeting so that when Lynda surfaced she was relieved to see that no one was looking at her and her puzzling and completely unexpected orgasm had passed unnoticed. The careful way Lynda lifted herself off the stool at the end of the meeting was certainly closely observed by all present, indeed Tom got up specially to take a rear view of her extraction. It was lucky Lynda was not being as observant as she usually was otherwise the. “Rubbers, Mary?” I chuckled.“I think he’s going to have a VERY good time in Sweden!” she giggled. “He’s like your protégé at this point. He’s not as good as you are. Yet. Speaking of which, is your situation such that I can collect on my marathon?”“So you ruled out the threesome?” I smirked.“Oh, poo! You can really be a prick, you know that?” she said with a smile. “Can I collect?”I thought about it. I had promised her, and I had relatively free rein from Kara for the Summer. I had to carefully.