Besides, my tongue wasn't close to the length of the solid steel meat standing between my legs. She understood and held her position.I continued explo...ing her as she had me. My hands caressed her cheeks and things, feeling the wet slickness of her skin. Her breathing picked up and she occasionally cried out as I brought her closer to orgasmic bliss. Even though I wasn't being stimulated directly, it was still a wonderful thing to know that she enjoyed my attention so thoroughly. I held her hips. She looks at me with tear soaked eyes. I remove my belt and tell her “I have some questions for you, how honest you are with me will determine how this conversation goes” she sits back and shakes her head that she understands. “How long have you been doing this?” “This was my first time, nobody has answered the ad.”I take my belt and slap it across her legs the slap rings loud and she gives a wince that it really hurt.“Im going to ask you again”“I don’t know exactly, a few”“Has anyone. Rachael was the first woman for whom I'd ever had a yearning. I discovered the illicit joy of self-gratification to mental images of her. I had always thought that she was beautiful with her amazing hair and flawless skin. She was slender and graceful, medium of height with a comely figure. I think a part of my besottment with Millie Silvestry stemmed from her resemblance to Rachael. So Rachael's pronouncement wasn't unwelcome by any means. However, there was a huge fly in the ointment."I would. Main police se baat karunga. Izzat aur naukri dono jaayegi.” Woh dar gayi boli, “Nahi sahab main karti hu.” Maine kaha, “Haath se nahi karna hai.”Toh woh boli, “Fir?” Maine kaha, “Mooh se karna hai maalish.” Woh boli, “Kya? Maine kabhi nahi kiya hai.” Main khada hua aur us ke baal pakad ke mooh kholne bola. Jaise Manjurani ne mooh khola apna 8 inch ka lund us ke mooh mein ghused diya.Pura lund uske gale tak chala gaya aur woh tadap ne lagi. Maine uska chehra pakad ke rakha tha ki woh hila na.