She threw the cloth in the bin and sat back on her chair and seemed to admire her handy work, then untied her jogging bottoms and slipped them down he... thighs and legs.“Lucky I have such a big bottom isn’t it?” she commented.“Well a beautiful one anyway” I mumbled embarrassedly.She held the jogging bottoms up assessing whether they would fit me and nodded to herself that they would. I hoped so as well.I could not take my eyes from her black silk knickers nestled between her thighs.“Well” she. “What the fuck? You should close the door while taking a shower,” she gets angry and looks in the opposite direction.Samir already knows why she is here. So he makes an offer, “I know why you are here. If you want to be safe, you have to be way cooler than this.” Saira stands still for a while. But she turns around as she doesn’t have any option.“Okay, tell me what you want,” she asks, but her eyes are stuck on Samir’s big cock. “Seems you like my bad boy down there. Why don’t you help me clean. She was saying “Ahhh , ammo, baboi.” Actually she was acting more than it was.Me: Lana Miss nothing will happen. It will pain you for a week in the beginning and after 8 days it will be fine. You will feel the difference.I really like doing exercise and yoga with girls. It encourages me to spend more time on it and have fun along with some romance.I asked her to stand and went behind her. Without saying anything I put my hands on her waist and belly and was slowly rubbing her. She was taken. The more she spoke, the more I got turned on, and at last, I offered her a coffee at my place since she was all tired anyway. She agreed and we walked back to my house and she insisted we sat inside the garage as wanted to light a cigarette. Having her seated next to my car, I ran back inside, got her a cup of coffee. We spoke to maybe about an hour and a half, and she knew at that point, all I wanted was to fuck her. At about 7:30 PM, she said she’s getting late and she had to go. I was like.