Tabhi Neetu boli: Kya karu ye aise maar raha tha ki…Usne meri shakal dekhi aur maine uski… aur fir hum dono bol pade.Neetu: Tum!Main: Aap!Neetu tu...ant apni choot se mera lund nikali aur uth kar palati hui. Samne padi takiye ko lekar khud ke nange badan ko dhak kar chilaati hui boli:Tum? Yaha! Shit!Main apne bandhe hath ke karan ghabrahat ke sath machalta hua bola: Aap? Aap yaha kaise?Payal hairani ke sath hum dono ko dekh boli: Oh… My… God!Neetu apne hath se apna muh chupane lagi. Mano use kafi. .kis ko, kis ko?”“Pagala, mein yahan baithi hun aur puchhata hai ki kis ko chodega ?”“Chachi, ye to pap hai.”“Pap bap kuchh nahin hai jab ek aurat aur ek aadami apani maraji se chudai karaten hein. Ab ye bata, teri maraji hai ya nahin ?”“Ummm..hai to sahi”“To baten na bana.” Us ne saari nikal di aur choli ke hook khol diye. Us ke gore gore stan dekhate hi mera lund khada hone laga.“Lekin mein nahin janata ki kaise..kaise..vo..vo..kiya jata hai.””Kaise choda jata hai vo hi na ? Darana mat, mein. I knew guys loved that. Robert was totally hard and every once in a while, he would toss his head back and groan, whispering shit like, "oh, that's fucking good, man, you are a fucking great cocksucker." Then Robert casually reached for the tray of weed on the beer can cluttered coffee table began to roll a joint all the while watching me suck his cock. "Lick my shaft, man, up and down, yeah, I like that." he said again. "You must have sucked a lot of cock." "Yeah, I've sucked a few," I said, I. Things had gotten out of hand in a hurry, but what was he going to do? Say “no” to Miranda Wilde? He'd agreed to do whatever she said. He'd promised to be open to new experiences. Lance was clinging to hope that if he played her little games, maybe they'd spend a normal night together when the kinky stuff was over. Maybe he'd even get to...*SMACK*His ass was rattled with another firm swat.“Pay attention to your Mistress! On your knees, right now.”He carefully lowered himself onto the carpeting.