Bol na mai kya kar raha hoon? Lund ko bur ke under me dal diya hai. Arre wo to pahle hi bataya tha. Aab kya kar raha hoon? Kyu, nahi maloom? Nahi. Mai...thuje chood raha hoon. Mai tere upar hoon na isse liye mai thuje chood raha hoon. Jab mai niche aur tu mere upar tab tu mujhe choodega. To mai abhi choodu? Nahi re. Abhi to tera lund khaya hai. Abhi choodna shuru karta hoon. Tu mera gaand aur choochi ko le kar maaza de. Kaise? Haaton se mera gaand masal aur hoothon se mera choochi choos nipple ko. Tom started kissing my tummy and then let his lips move downwards along my skin. His mouth knew exactly what it was looking for; he ran his tongue down along my slit and then up again. I screamed when his lips closed around my over-stimulated clit, the sensational mix of pleasure and pain was almost unbearable.”Your pussy is way better than any birthday cake!” Tom mumbled as he let his tongue draw small circles on my swollen clit.I squirmed but was unable to get away. It felt like I was on fire. After several minutes of this I could not hold back and exploded on a soul releasing orgasm spraying my cum all over myself as she jerked it I shot 5-6 times spraying it on my face and chest. She than scooped up as much of my cum as she could and licked it off of her hand and leaned forward as we kissed she spit it into my mouth and forced me to swallow it. She than took off the strapon and said it was her turn and still leaving my hands tied she sat on my face smothering me with her hot juicy. Larry said that there was no more fun, adventure in our romance. He said that I was no longer sexy. I was sexy, at least my friends said so. And you can decide too. I was slim, average in height with long sexy legs and a round sexy ass. My breasts were huge and did not sagged a bit. Larry found me sexy and hot only till last month and then everything changed. He dumped me, married his secretary, the bitch named Stella and left me. ‘O baby you are the best.’ ‘There’s no one like you.’ He used to.