I went to a known club in Rotterdam with a friend, Edwin, going alone is just boring, I ended up surpassing my expectations.After being thoroughly sea...ched by the doorman we came in, gave our coats at the cloakroom and went to the bar to get a beer. Although it was almost eleven the place was still quiet, there were quite a few women but all the type that just isn't it. Just a little too much make-up, just a little too much jewelry, hair that has been overworked and clothes that are a bit too. Gonad finally remembered what it was he was supposed to be doing; now all he had to do was to figure out what hole he was supposed to stick his pee-thingy into.Thinking was never the big ballbarian's strong point.The beautiful, and impatient slave girl solved Gonad's dilemma by reaching a hand under herself and parting her labia with her fingers.With Gonad to see was to act, and he thrust his hips forward with unerring aim and buried his immense erection ball deep into the slave girl's pussy. The day I went to his home knocked door he came and opened the door and welcome me. I went inside the home and sat on sofa I was looking the home we are chatting things and after few minutes his wife came with tea, she is typical south Indian housewife in her late 30s has little tummy but she is good looking maintained her body well having little tummy and curvy ass I said hi to her she replied hello with naughty smile went inside and she said I am going to take bath and she went to take bath. His finger digs in and around my pussy hole. Rubbing in and along the lining of my pussy he tries to feel every inch. I’m juicing up even more as I feel him fingering fucking me. I start to cry from the pain and the amazing pleasure of his thick probing finger.In a low deep tone I hear the man praise me for how wet I am. “That’s a good girl, your cunt is soaking wet for me. You will learn a lot from me tonight”. I whimper as I feel his finger digging is a curling to rub my G-spot. Rubbing.