Khair ab mere badan par saree nai thi ab mein kaali blouse aur kaali peticot me 11 mardo ke beech khari thi mein saram se mari jaaa rhi thi tab mere s...sur ne kaha kutiya abhi itna sarma rhi ho to tab kitna sarmaougi jab mein wheelchair wale ka muh kholunga mujhe kuch samajh nai aa rha tha. Ab mujhe blouse kholne ko bola gya mene kampte hatho se use bhi khol diya aur blouse ko bhi wheelchair ki taraf fek diya wo blouse sidha us admi ke muh par giri jis se wo chatpatane laga aur zor zor se. Get home from work, shower, hair and makeup, dressed and out to the local pub which always had a karaoke/disco. I remember this night very well because it was my birthday the next day. I’d worn a red low cut halter neck top, black trousers and killer heels. (My sore feet were testament to that!).I had been using a social website to help me seek out men for my sexual explorations. I had been talking to a local man (we’ll call him James), same age as me who was a prison officer in a male. Her skin was white, her stomach flat with narrow waist, and her milk filled boobs shook gently. I went between her legs and spread them. “Amma, you have a beautiful Yoni (cunt),” I said looking at her bald, moist pink cunt. Then I buried my head between her thighs and placed my mouth on the inviting soaking cunt. I licked and sucked, inserted my finger and kissed it repeatedly. Now and then I said, “Amma, what a pretty pussy you have!” As I ate her pussy, Meghana raised her hip, now and then,. I looked away, embarrassed. Never the less, I had a few wishes for that genie too. I returned to Wendy with the drinks. The bartender had made them really strong and after a couple of these, Wendy was getting drunk.By midnight, Wendy told me that she was going to our room. She told me, “Why don’t you come down in an hour. I’ll have a special Halloween treat for you.”I kissed her passionately and watched her leave. I loved to look at her ass, too. It was perfect. When I returned to the bar, I.