.To woh boli main gift ke badle gift dethi hu is liyeh tumeh yahan bula ya hai.. Maine kaha saab(sir) , wo boli sir out of station hain aaj or bachha ...pne masi ke yahan hai.. Kal aayega.. Main akeli bor ho rahithi or tumeh gift bhi dena hai… Aisa bolte bolte mere pas aake beth gaie.. Or right hand main glass or left hand mere jang(thai) pe rakha hor halke se sahlane lagi…. Mera lund dhire dhire khada hone laga or maine jut se glass khali kardiya….Mere speed dekh wo boli tum har kam lagta hai…. I laid him on the bed and straddled his face, smothering it so that he had no option but to breathe in my sex and perform pantilingus on me, which he was very good at. His tongue darted into my hot wet pussy, pressing the panties inside me, in and out, up and down, spending quite a bit of time at my sensitive clit which soon had me nearly orgasming. My cunt juices, leaking out into the gusset of the panties, seemed to arouse him even more. I stood up, peeled the panties off and put them over. Infuriated, Lucia finally took matters into her own hands.One night, while Pete was deeply involved in a particularly bloody multiplayer game, Lucia made a show of walking upstairs to bed, turning off lights behind her as she went. When she got up stairs, Lucia pointedly got undressed in front of the bedroom window, lingering as she pretended to perform some calisthenics that were more posing than they were invigorating. She then took a hot shower, emerging from the bathroom dripping wet,. I arrived and had a shower, Annie liked everything clean and gave me the enema kit while I had a shower. She had already showered and had her own enema and was dressed in a white basque with white stockings, no knickers just a clean shaven wet pussy. I was in the shower when Ian arrived, awkward at first but Annie quickly instructed him on what was required. I was on the bed kissing when Ian joined us. WE all lay together on the bed, a man either side of her, both kissing her nipples and both.