And she trailed off. I then felt awkward but gruffly said “Theek hai, lekin tum apne kamre mein rehna aur mujhe disturb mat karna. Mere dost log aay...nge, aur mein nahin chaahta ki koi problem ho”. To which she instantly replied “nahi sahib, kasam se, mein bilkul kuch nahi karoongi, aapko bilkul disturb nahi karoongi aur aap apne ghar mein jo chahe kar lena. Please sahib.I relented and said ok and as she walked in, her tight ass wrapped in her sari and swinging hips again raised my monster and I. I saw her expressions change. Her eyes widened as my dickhead plunged in and then a sudden squint as she tried to get accustomed to half my dick after a dry spell of 4 long years.I kissed her again fearing that she might scream. She tried to free her hand but I held them by her wrists and gave another push to enter her completely. She arched her back as she bit me and moaned really loud. I left her lips as she calmed down a little and saw a look on her face that said, “Let’s go. I am ready for. " "Yes!" Louder!" I Love your fucking feet!" At this point the temptress scooted next to me with the arches of both feet trapping my dick firmly against my thigh as she began to alternate between caressing my balls and pulling on them firmly with her left hand. With her right hand, she grabbed one of her mules, held the insole against my nose and began to whisper tenderly in my ear. Needless to say, I was a quivering wreck by this point."It's pointless to fight it. I've won," she whispered as. Each one shook her body and made her gasp and protest. Soon, her gasps turned into sobs, and her bottom took one a lovely, rosy shade. “I’m going to teach you,” I growled between spanks, “to throw your dirty panties all over the place! I’m going to blister that naughty backside of yours so you can’t sit for days!” It felt - good, I realized, powerful. I reveled in the feeling of her soft, increasingly hot skin and settled into a steady rhythm, my hand playing a lovely duet of sharp smacks and.