Wow kya gulaabi choot thi uski, may uski choot k lips par kiss krne laga wo usi waqt farigh hogyi , sara pani mere mun par gira phr may ne usay apna l...nd sucks krne ko kaha pehle to usne mana kia phr chosne lag gayi may uske moo may hi jhad gaya , kuch dair hm ek doosre k uper lete rahe phr hm ne kising start kr di or wo mera lund masalti rahi mera lund ab uski choot phaarne ko tayar tha, may ne uski kamar ke neeche aik takiya rakha or uski taangay ooper utha di, uski choot or apne lund par. "Well," he said, "after lunch, which was a little awkward I admit, I walked her to her car in the parking ramp, and once there, I knelt and kissed her feet. I had to do something." The girls laughed. Tammy resumed talking. "Yes, I was a bit embarassed because cars were going by, but it established our relationship as mistress and slave." She held up a big diamond engagement ring. Now they were expecting a child. Many of the girls were very interested in their daily life, how they worked. We appraised each other, just as curious people always do when someone attracts their attention. Our eyes met. The simple message that passed between us would brighten our day and inspire us to fantasize about each other the next time we each had sex with our spouse. The message, "Yes, I would do you and yes, I see that you would do me, if only..." need never be spoken. Indeed, neither of us could dare to speak it. Speaking it would cross the line. The last part of our mutual appraisal was the. 'Fuck!' I screamed. I closed the video down and pulled my trousers up. In a normal situation I wouldn't have bothered but my dad was waiting for a package and if I missed the delivery, he would have skinned me alive.As I ran down the stairs I hastily rubbed my hands on the back of my jeans, I was so terrified of taking the package out of the delivery guys hand to find that there was a load of precum all over.With a quick final rub, I opened the door.'Oh, Hi Jake.'I didn't know how to feel..