Maine jaldi se uska suit nikala & Boobs dabake chusne laga, wo uuuuummmm aaahhh karke moan kar rahi thi & Mera Lund daba rahi thi. Maine use lagging n...kalne ko kaha and apni Jeans nikal di. Maine uski panty nikali wo gili ho gai thi, main uski Chut ragadne laga Usne Mera jockey nikala Aur Lund masalne lagi. Maine use Lund chusne ko bola to wo baithke Mera Lund per kiss karne lagi. Maine uska sar pakadke Lund uske muh me dalke jor jor se pelne laga.Fir Maine use commode per baithaya & uski Chut. “…looks perfect against mine, don’t you think?” I opened my eyes. I hadn’t noticed my large floor length mirror standing before us. He was right, of course, his rich butterscotch skin intertwined with mine was heaven, enticing and arousing. I studied our reflection; I felt so small there enveloped on his powerful legs to anchor me in place—it was too perfect for words. All the while, in an low undertone, he told me how lovely I was—how sexy I was—how seeing us, skin on skin, turned him on—how. Itlooked like he had applied it himself.I checked my look in the compact in my handbag. It was so this season.I had what they call a "kissed off" lipstick look. Marie Claire andVogue had carried articles about this look which I had read earlier.I draped myself around him again before squeezing his butt as he triedto speak to Chris, who had just come over. I was amazed and relievedthat Chris didn't recognise me as I looked over at him for a moment andPhil tried to pretend nothing was. You are suppose to be natural,” she said, noting my cock was as soft as a baby’s ass. “I am being natural. This is not it for me,” I replied. She gave me a grin, walked away and returned with a riding crop.“Let’s try something else,” she said evilly. “Let’s not.” She did not listen to me.She only hit me six times with the riding crop over the next half hour or so. Diana used the crop to reinforce her hands and the mental images she built as she squeezed, podded and poked me. Like I said, it was.