His tongue lapped up my clit, flicking back and forth with such precision that I knew that he had done this before, practice makes perfect is what the... say. Whilst tongue fucking me, I decided to play with my sensitive breasts, just in time he looked up and we gazed into each other’s eyes, my face showing the pleasure that he is putting on me and he knew I was on the brink of orgasm. With one of his fingers he began to finger fuck me, filling my hole with two of his long fingers I couldn’t. Riyaaz hasan khan ke room tak jaane ka raasta pucha,as said by receptionist unka room 9th floor par tha so we use lift to go there,phir lift se hum log 9th floor par aaye aur luckily unka room lift se thoda aagey hi tha,room ke gate par aakar mummy ne call bell bajaya,after few minutes gate khula aur mohd.Riyaaz ne bola, “Welcome my friends”,uske baad hum teenon andar aaye aur mummy ne riyaaz ko bouquet diya,bouquet lekar riyaaz bola,”Oho kamini,iski kya zaroorat thi dear?”,phir mummy ne. I said okay I like it to be passionate, though sometimes I can get a bit kinky, I am a bit dominant in bed. She said, “Do you mean to say that you are into BDSM?”I texted her back saying sort of. She said are you a master. I said, “yes”. She was enquiring a lot about it and I felt that something was fishy. So I countered her back and said are you into master slave stuff. She said yes. I was already feeling horny at the moment but her reply gave me a rock hard boner. I asked her do you have a. She was tall, but not willowy, decent to look at, but not beautiful, her skin wasn’t porcelain nor was it tan in short she was what she considered, ‘almost’. Although she came close to being many things she never quite achieved the bar that was set. Helping gather things and setting them on the table she chatted with Marty. They joked and teased one another until ready to take their seats. Marty took her hand and then took Gages, as they bowed their heads to say grace. It was a short simple.