We watched in silence as he stroked my shoulders. Suddenly I realized his cock was sticking straight up out of his pants and his hand as slowly slidin... up and down it.“Now, slut,” he said “Here’s how it’s going to be. I give the orders, you take them. If not I make sure the pictures I took got to everyone in this city with internet access. Understand?”I nodded slowly, starting to imagine what might be in store for me. His hand moved to the back of my head and pulled my face down into his. Amar 8” bara dekhe boudir chokh chhana bora hoea gelo. Bollo sitesh ki banieachho ata. Ami bollam sobi tomar janna boudi. Boudi hathu gere bose amar 8” bara ta mukhe niea chuste thaklo. Pray 10 minit dhore cholte thaklo. Abar ami boudi k bollam ami aar parchhina age amra aktu chude ni. Bole amai oke komod ar upore oke boshiea oor pa duto faka kore oor gud ta chushte thaklam. Or gude kam rosh bhore gieachhilo. Ami sei rosh gulo chete chete khete thaklam. Abar amar 8”Bara oor gude set kore amar. I keep my fingers in her and she does not try to free herself. On the contrary. Whenever I slow down or stop for some seconds, she tries to meet me again and to revive my moves. I try to explore further between her cheeks and start caressing the perinea. To ensure my catch, I plant my thumb in her ass. She seems to like how I treat her nether regions and she is not shy about the intrusion. I know enough about the libretto to know that there is not much time left before the end. I assure my grip. In fact, she looked the opposite of crazy, if there was such a thing, although it was true she didn't look the way she normally did. At the moment, to the casual observer Patti might easily be mistaken for a librarian: her dark hair was pulled up into a bun on top of her head, and she had on glasses and no make-up, and she was dressed in a long, conservatively-cut leather jacket that came almost to her knees. The black high heels might have seemed a little out of character, but not radically.