Me monica ka cupboard kholkar usme se ek blouse nikalkar wapas cupboard ko close kar me room se bahar akar apni room gaya aur blouse ko apne cupboard ...e rakh diya aur me kichen me jane laga jab me kichen ke door ke pas gaya aur monica kichen me hath dho rahi thiMe kichen me gaya aur piche se monica ko pakad kar bola aur kitne der lagey gi to boli aap jaieye me nahi aungi (dosto wo thoda nakre karne lagi )mene kaha darling tum ek bar sif mere sath me chalo me tumhe kabhi bhi nahi kahunga thoda. When you added a second finger I began to feel myself getting close. “Mmmmh fuck, that feels so good..don’t stop!” I begged you while I panted, my orgasm rocking my body. Even as I was coming down from my climax you were gently toying with me, drawing out my experience. I then had an insatiable desire to make you feel good. Our lips met once again, while you let me flip you onto your back. I could feel the hard-on in your trousers pressing against my bare pussy and it made me want you even. By the time I got up he had gone. He was stopping over to visit a friend and then go back overseas. I did not know then, but it would be another four years before we met again, and I would be living in another city, studying and having great, and as it happened on the night we met, not so great sex.We were at a party, one in which I had made my mind up to fuck a guy I had always fancied, so I dressed for the part of seduction, a tight small black dress, stockings with belt, and a smile that. He withdrew his hands and she could feel her own juices running out of her as she cursed her body for giving in to him and she felt him grasp her wrist and then felt the cold metal of the handcuff as it was locked into place and he released the restraint and then moved her hand to connect it to the other one. He picked her up and carried her over to a small mat on the floor, placing her on her bound knees as he pulled her arms up over her head and attached the handcuffs to a rope suspended from.