She smiled when she saw it, and reached out to touch it. I was taken by surprise, and jumped.She giggled. “Does that feel good?”I sighed. “Oh ye...h. But, why are you doing that?”Sara cocked her head. “You don’t like it?””No, I love it.””Then just let it happen.”Those were the best words I’d ever heard in my life. For the next few minutes, I had my first handjob. Sara was an expert in the manipulation of male genitals. She fondled and rubbed and caressed, I thought I would cum immediately. She. In the mean time he put his tool in my hands.I felt as if I was holding an iron rod. He was completely absorbed in action and removed my pyjama as well as panty. We were naked completely in front of one another. He was not in a mood of looking at my body. He was just enjoying boobs, squeezing, sucking , licking and well finger fucking. That drove me crazy. Finally he opened his mouth ” andar daloo lund”.He uttered and without my reply he locked my lips with his lips making me speechless. This. She was beyond all caring now...her background, education, husband, c***dren...nothing mattered. There is no way out. She will have sex with this man...her maidservant's habitually drunkard husband. Abruptly, he got to his feet and started undressing. In his hurry he tore of his shirt and trouser. Lying on the floor, she had a fleeting glance of his manhood as he joined her. He is huge...certainly bigger than Shekhar, she thought. He raised her legs, arranged them on his shoulders and placed. He was about to orgasm. she must have felt the twitches also, because now she broke the kiss, liked her finger, and ran it down his shaft, sending him instantaneously into orgasm, sending sperm all over her panties. Still broken from kiss, he stood up, gaining a look of curiosity from Mia, and pulled down her panties to her ankles. Gloriously shaven, wet, red, and open, he leaned down and began to lick her. First her thighs, then, slowly, moving towards the vagina itself. He expirimented with.