I figured it would take me weeks to ask her if she would fuck my Black friend Mark but she was very responsive, so I went for it and popped the questi...n. She smiled and I could tell just by looking at her, that she loved the idea. She said yes and that very night, my Black friend Mark was headed for our house. I could tell Dawn really wanted to do this. And she was the loyal type too. She definitely was not the kind to cheat but I guess she thought if I was there and it was consensual then it. Sir removes the vibrator from her pussy and calls her a slut for being so wanton as she is so wet, her juices quite visible on the insides of her thighs. She feels him rubbing her pussy juice around the entrance to her forbidden hole, he has promised to go gentle with her but she is now not in a position to escape anything he has in mind. He inserts a finger into her arse laughing as she holds her breath; he tells her that hole will be his before the night is over. He then inserts a butt plug. She arched back onto the counter island with her hands above her head playing with her tangled hair. She felt exposed to him naked on the kitchen island, her knees hanging bent in the air. Golden light and shadows danced on her skin. She was exposed but wonderfully safe, knowing the sight of her body was pleasing her man. He smiled as their eyes were fixed on each other again. She couldn't look away from those eyes. Blinking felt like a forbidden act. Surveying her soft curves, he noticed the. Joshi’s insistence, he continued Arpit’s tuition. Going to Arpit’s house was more than going for a tuition. It also meant unwinding from day’s stress and having frank talks with Mrs. Joshi. Even after more than year of their acquaintance, Sanjay never called Mrs. Joshi by her name. He always referred to her as Joshi madam or Arpit’s mom. As their friendship grew, their interaction became more and more informal. Many a times, Sanjay would give a test paper to Arpit and he would go in Mrs..