So long as Sebastian doesn’t turn up! He focused on his strokes, sliding in and out, but with his knees on the loose shingle seabed, it was difficul.... He had to keep walking his knees back up to remain in position. Although he was having the desired results as she was panting and gasping.She felt different, whilst he was enjoying feeling her breasts squashed beneath him and her skin was rubbery, which gave an additional kinky flavour to it. She was now more lubricated, and they were moving more. Com kar raha hu du se or delhi me rehta hu meri age 20 h main bht bht salo se iss ka reader hu yaha jo b stories post hoti h wo muje achi lgti h bt aaj 1st tym main apni story post kar raha hu main appni story start karta hu.Baat last week ki h main apni masi ke yaha noida gaya tha meri masi or unki jethani alg alg rehte h unka garh thodi hi duri par h main masi ke yaha paucha to dekha waha masi or unki jethani baate kar rahe the maine unke pair chue or pucha ki masi ke bache kha h unke 2 bete. She just didn't see why Jennifer couldn't help. It would have gotten her in that warm bath all the sooner.Paul led Jennifer to the master bath and closed the door. He had been looking forward to some alone time with her all day. He loved both of his slaves, but Jennifer was his first and she had a special place in his heart."Naked, slave."Jennifer wasted no time in shedding her clothes and then assuming the kneeling position Paul loved. He walked up to her and lifted her chin and as he did she. Frozen, almost paralysed, mouth agape, I rock and shudder as he continues to savage my ass and slit with his tongue, snorting and inhaling my heady mix of musk and silk even as the sensitivity peaks and I cry out.Abruptly, he stops. Stands. Leaves me dangling in delicious ecstasy, the rushing of blood in my ears masking the clink of his belt buckle being undone.Still draped over the sink amid the drifting orgasmic high, I await the dull tip of his cock. Anticipate it. Need it in my still.