She came back with a red shirt and a white mini skirt and offered me slice!After a lot of guts I made the glass slip such that it fell on my shirt as ...ell as on my shorts!“Holy crap I exclaimed! And asked her to help me with the shirt!We went into the washroom! She could feel my boner slightly! I kind of washed my shirt but my abdomen was still sticky! She noticed that and asked for me to remove my shirt! She removed it for me! I was standing there infront of her! She took a deep breath! She. For dikhi wo jis ke sath ye ghatna hui. Naam tha purvika patel gori chitti age 35. sleem body halke redness me hair black eyes. Figar 34 32 36 ka hoga. ek alfaz me kahe to sar se leke paon tk afsara.Aise khusurati ki murat this ki mano has yahi hai air koi nahi. Mai to use ghure ja raha tha. Tabhi kuch ladke aaye mere pass kahne late mat dekh nahi patne wali. Khair waqth betata gaya air mai chupchap muh latkaye baitha tha. Achanak wo mere pass aayi main to chowk gaya. Ye kaise ho gaya for apne. Well, at least I was familiar with the dildo thingy and the rubber butt plug but most of the other stuff was a mystery to me. I did see a long chain of connected little "balls" that were marked with the cryptic note of "Love Beads". My suspicion was that they would be shoved into the pussy or ass and pulled back out again to give the feel of being stretched and fucked by very thick cocks.I wanted to play with the "Love Beads" but I settled for the dildo and started to slide it in and out of my. She never had one. To be honest, neither did I. I only started carrying extra pens because she always needed one. I wanted her to rely on me.She dropped to her knees and fiddled desperately with the fly on my jeans. Her hands were shaking in excitement and I just watched in amusement as her fingers kept slipping. She licked her lips when she finally pulled my dick from it's dark confines.She stared at it the way someone lost in the wilderness would stare at a full course meal. Pure hunger.