Shit, was I really going to do this?The car pulled up to the restaurant, and Michael looked at me, "Jill, are you ready to spend the evening with me? ...f not, the car can take you home right now. It’s your decision."I stared out the window a moment considering, looked back at Michael, dropped the toy in my clutch, and said, "Let’s go, I'm starving!"We were seated immediately; our wine was decanted, and the waiter said he would let the chef know we were here. As Michael poured our wine, he. I then stood up in front of Jean and Tom told her to suck my dick she did and she very good she started to lick around my ball and I could see pre cun juice cunning out of my dick I thought at first she was going to wipe it off but she didn’t and sucked it up, I said any more of this and I was about to cum, so we stood up and went to the bedroom we lay on the bed I lifted her legs so far up they nearly went round her neck and started to push my dick into her wet cunt she loved it, after a few. I feel her fingers rubbing against my quickly dampening lips. When I feel her tongue lightly lick my nipple at the same time her finger starts sliding inside me I moan for her, my hands in her hair holding her in place wanting her to continue. I feel her fingers move deeper inside and I arch my hips out wanting her fingers deeper still. She looks up at me, her fingers moving slowly in and out, and with a smile on her face asks, “Do you like that?” “Yes baby yes…mmm don’t stop.” I respond a. When I returned home from Delhi, I learnt that my husband is also out of town for his usual conference. The very same evening I returned, I decided to head to a bar and see if I can get lucky. This bar was very popular for foreign tourists, and I have always fantasized about a white man fucking me. I entered the bar and sat at the counter ordering a gin and tonic, looking for white guys. I was wearing a pink shining gown, which was off shoulder on one side, down to the arm pit, revealing the.