I could see in my mind that a beautiful woman was being pleasured.My dick stiffened as I listened jealously in my room. Tried as I could I never heard...a corresponding groan or grunt from her partner? I would think that with all the sounds she was making I would hear more from him. I didn’t even hear the bed move. When I checked into the room earlier in the evening, I remembered that I actually saw the woman who went into the room next door. She was a lovely blonde headed lady. She was. And her tongue continues to flick against that spot that she knew now by instinct. She presses more, engulfing half of his shaft into her greedy mouth, hot breath and the soft cushion of her tongue sliding down further. She never breaks his gaze, loving every moment of bliss and torment written across his adored features as she engulfs him even more, head bobbing in a soft rhythm, each thrust taking him deeper and deeper. Her tongue continues to swirl along his length, even as he pops through. The vibrating egg had been in place for hours, and she’d been cuffed to the bed overnight. The clamps on her tiny poufs of nipples weren’t very tight, but just enough to cause discomfort. They, too, however, had been in place since the evening before, and he could see a deep burgundy around the pinches. The heat in her room was turned up, both to accommodate her nudity and to make her uncomfortable. The sweat beading her glowing light brown skin was a sight to see. Akira had writhed all night. .She: arey,,, mai design copy krne k baat nahi kar rahi hu bhaiya… mai ye puch rahi hu ki aapne mujhe bola kyu nahi rangoli banane ko?Me: Varsha tum janti ho mai yaha jyda rha nahi hu aur mere koi dost bhi nahi hai yaha, aur jyda baat krna bhi mujhse nahi ho pata anjaan logo se, aur yaha k liye toh mai bhi anjaan hu, isiliye mai kisi se help lene se jhijhakta hu.She: oh god!! Matlab mai anjaan hu aapke liye, hadd hai bhaiya!!Me: arey aur nahi toh kya?? Mujhe bus tumhara naam hi pta hai, tum kya.