Lot of cum also came out from her pussy and the bed sheet also got the blood stains.she turned to me catching her belly”sab peth dukh raha hai”i h...gged her and asked “ kaisa laga” she smiled and replied “ do saal ke bad chudwayi hoon” i told” peeche bhi karna hai” she stared at me and smiled and replied “ aap kuch bhi karo,main aapse pyar karti hoon”We had a wash and i took some beer and sat down next to her and put on a blue film.gradually we became hot and she stared at me and we again opened. In any event, I miss her wardrobe and I am grateful that she turned me out but we didn't have any chance at a relationship when I had as I now had as much interest if not more than she did in being a sexy vixen.Anyway, enough history. I was once again late with my tax return. I decided to reenact my trip of last year by wearing an equally sexy ensemble. I had on black seamed hose, attached to a black garter belt over the top of which I had pulled on a lacy black thong panty. I wore a lacy black. Figure to yourself, Madam, fair stripling between eighteen and nineteen, with his head reclined on one of the sides of the chair, his hair disordered curls, irregularly shading a face, on which all the roseate bloom of youth and all the manly graces conspired to fix my eye sand heart; even the languour and paleness of his face, in which the momentary triumph of the lily over the rose was owing to the excesses of the night, gave an inexpressible sweetness to the finest features imaginable: his. It was like I was a passenger or the person standing the the mirror watching the scene happening before me. I pressed my crotch against her butt which pinned her between me and the bathroom counter. My penis was not fully erect and nestled between her softness, my nose nozzles into the nape of her neck, as my hands kept at her side never roaming up to fondle and grope at her breasts. I inhaled deeply taking in the headily scent of her perfume. On the exhale my mind spontaneously regained its.