To jesa meine pichli bar likha tha k mein beenu ki choot ko paglon ki tarha chus raha tha or chaat raha tha kabhi uski choot pe apne hoonton ko jama k...r uski choot ko is qadar shiidat se chatta k uski choot k ubhaar mere moo mein kafi ander tak aajate or ander mein un ubharon pe zaban pherta or beenu ab waqai bohat hot hogai the hot to mein b bohat hochuka tha per i think woh mujhse kahin guna ziada garam hochuki thee coz uska karahna saaf bata raha tha k woh sex ki urooj pe pohanch chuki hai. He watched her park, she checked her make up in the mirror, flicking her hair, obviously wanting to look her best. She was quite nervous about meeting John for the first time since the most embarrassing incident the previous Sunday. Has she put her phone into her handbag she realised the last thing he had seen of her was her naked arse bouncing up and down on his cock. Ah yes, that cock, she was dreaming. She entered the bar, John noticed she was wearing a colourful wrap around skirt slashed. Apparently her husband isn’t very attentive to her needs which is a fucking shame and a total waste of a beautiful woman.Lea wanted to blow me after that but we had to end it for that day due to the timing. Goddammit, I’ve never refused a blow job before but there was no way we could let the office know what was going on and lunch time was over. I counted the minutes until the next time we could slip away as I knew what was in store for me. Finally, I was going to feel her warm soft mouth on. I'm wondering that because it seems you got a lot more into serious reading and adult topics after you turned 16." I 'spose maybe that's true, Dr. Hartman."And you never got back into punishing yourself?"Ruthie shook her head."Is that something you'd ever think about doing?" I'd love it. But it would have to be just right, and I don't see how I'd ever find anyone who could do it 'just right'. I mean ... people are into all kinds of weird shit ... blood, black clothing, high heels, tattoos,.