So I wanna share those tips with you so that you may satisfy your partner.I’m going to imagine a women named Archana and narrate my story.So,Coming ...o the story..One day I got a mail from Archana that she needs my service and left an address.She told me to stay there at 4 pm, she will come and pick me up.I told her about my charges and she said she was okay with it.I took some condoms and went to the address which she gave me.After some time, a white color verna stopped before me and a sweet. Kate inhaled a deep and passionate breath between her teeth as Gill teased her clit.I slid my hand slowly up Gill’s leg; she inhaled continuously to my touch. When I reached her pussy, her tongue slid deeper into Kate’s love tunnel.As I began to caress her pussy lips with several fingers in a slow circular motion her hips settled back down on to the ATV’s seat. I stopped for a second and her body tensed noticeably. I touched her pussy lips and once again placed two fingers between her puffy. The magazine was small, maybe 6 inches by 8, and thin. The cover featured a blonde woman looking through a window, she had a hand under her skirt and her substantial bra-clad chest hung out of her unbuttoned blouse. The word “Confessions” was stenciled across the top of the page in bright red letters.Molly was surprised to find that the magazine was mostly text. There was only one pictorial in the middle of the book, and she was shocked to see that it featured two men in business suits. That's what makes this a fucking chair. I sit down on it and then you straddle me, face to face, by resting your knees on the two arms."Then he sat and he told me to do exactly that. I got both my knees on the two arms and my ass was only an inch or so above his body. "Oh, now I get it. Now I know why you call this a fucking chair. Because it's designed for someone to ride a big dick up and down with maximum penetration and maximum leverage." Everyone always said you're a smart k**. Now get on.