Unknowingly, she became close to me and we started calling yourself with our nicknames rather than official names. After few days, the nicknames becam..., baby. So its just baby now. So my baby became quite close, however, I wanted to talk about stuff I want, I never. But one day, I could not control myself and wanted to start sex chat in any way but was scared.This girl out of nowhere has sent a forwarded message like ” if I say yes to anything, what would you ask- send this to 5 friends”. I was. Me. Around!” She began to cry, and her ass was so red that it matched the deep blush on her face perfectly. I gave her a slow, spank, that felt almost lazy as I watched her lips pucker. My hand slipped and I felt her pussy lips brush my fingertips. I slapped there harder, and I swear to god she mewed at the sensation of it. I tilted her ass up higher, and her hair spooled to the ground and obscured her face. She could have been anyone, any sexy cunt looking to be punished by me.I slapped her. .but he did. He was an hour late but whatever. Kind of a fucking asshole in that way..anyway, I digress. I told him that when he arrived (the door's unlocked) to come in and take his pants off and that I would lead him to the back by his penis which I did..like a leash. He wasn't hard yet but he's a substantially hung fucker so there was plenty to hold onto. There's also a sofa back there..he sat at the little bench I had provided for him to sit on at the hole because he's so decrepit. Suresh – Sukriya.Swati then moved back to the kitchen and she knew Suresh was staring at her busty ass as she was walking to the kitchen.Suresh stayed there on the sofa for a moment and then he thought, “Maybe I should try my luck with Swati and who knows if I get lucky”.Then Suresh gathered some courage and went to the kitchen door and stood there.Swati – Aap baithiye, mai abhi laayi bana kar.Suresh – Mai yahi thik hu, akele baithe baithe bore ho jaunga.Suresh then asked her –Suresh – Aapko.