"You ready for all this ass? Can you handle all of this?" I sure as hell in my mind am going to try. Problem is, I'm so turned on by the sight of h...r twerking that ass that I u*********sly start licking my lips. I get on my knees and move my face inches away from her perfectly round ass. "Oh you LIKE that shit huh? You like my bouncing ass in your face don't you!" I'm in a trance. She leans onto the desk and reaches both hands behind her and spreads her ass as wide as she can. "You want. This was getting serious. “First off, in private you will call me mistress.” She was grinding her pussy into my lap. “And you will do as I say without question. In fact, you will be my slave.” I'm not sure if my usual witty repartee would have come back for me at that point, because I didn't have a chance to reply. That's because my face was now between Jennifer's giant tits. Smooshed between them. And I was getting the lapdance of my life; she was riding me in a rocking motion, sliding her. She tells it in acouple of different ways depending on her mood, if shes feeling horny she puts one slant on it, if shes feeling pissed off the opposite, you might understand what I mean when I get to the point.Her diary for 30/11/88 talks about how she and her mate C got into a disagreement with C's then boyfriend. It all got a bit silly so M rang V to se if she could stay at his place, which she rarely did. Anyway, during the argument C threw a book at her boyfriend, it missed him and caught. Her nipples were light pink in color. I grabbed her both boobs in my hands and squeezed them. I whispered in her ears,”Kal nahate waqt dekhna, tumharw mamme dugane ho jayenge.”.She said,”Nichod do unhe, aaj mai tumhari hu bhayyaaaaaaaaa”. I kept on squeezing her boobs for 15 minus as fantasized those from many days. She started mooning slowly. So I started kissing her to stop her sound.Then i started licking her boobs. Slowly went downwords passing through her belly. I saw her shivering. As i.