Me unhe chusne me masgul tha .Mera lund jo karib karib pura uski chut me gusss gaya tha .Or uski chut ne ab bhi use jakad rakha tha. Tabhi sima ki chu... ne muje ehsas dilaya ke vo mere lund ko jakad rahi hai.. Vo apni chut se use daba rahi thi… mere lohe jaise tane lund ko jaisi ki apni ander khich rahi ho. Muje pata chal gaya kea b meri jan or uski choti sic hut ab chudvane ke liye machal rahi hai..Muje ye sab uske muh se sunna tha lekin meri jan abb ankhe band karke soyi thi..Khair koi bat. The cock in my mouth was still pretty hard. He began slowly pumping away, as he held my head. I moaned desperately and wanted to go faster. Though he continued to hold my head, I managed to regain some control. He let me lick and tease his cock’s head with my tongue, before I took him deep in my throat again. I was purring encouraging sounds to him, when my captor came back in the room, alone. He knelt down next to me, and grabbed my bound wrists. He forced them up behind my back with one hand,. There was still enough wine in the bottle from that afternoon for another glass, so I poured myself one. It was room temperature by now, but I wasn’t proud. ‘You know those two: Off having Cotton-Candy-Land-Smurfy-Best-Friend dreams together. No, I called to talk to you.’ ‘Is this about the bag? Really, it’s nothing, dear.’ ‘You’re right about that,’ I said, taking a drink. ‘It IS nothing.’ She tried to hide the shock on her face. She got it out as a curious ‘Oh?’ ‘You see, Helen,’ she opened. The old agreement still stands, up Saturday morning, down Sunday night and no trash,” I replied.“We are having a special event in two weeks; would it be possible to put the posters up Friday morning for that one time? I know you worked with Aadam when special things happened,” Abdul asked.“Yes, that will be OK.”“Kelly, put it on the daily broadcast sheet for that day that posting is approved,” I told him.We chatted a few more minutes before I signed off.I made a note on my pad to fill Ching Lee.