Jeee…Ab wo ander daal do…..Aaaaahh…Aaaaaa…Aaaaahhhh….Oooohhh…Raj-tum hi pakad lo..Meri jaan..Usne mera tight lund ko apne thande hath se p...kda.Fir chut pr rakha.Chut ekdum band thi.Shot marne pr bhi ander nahin gya.Maine usko bed pr lita liya.Fir taang coudi krwa kr lund chut pr rakha.Ab main us pr jhuk gya.Shot aaram se mare to lund thoda sa ander gya.Wo aah bhar rahi thi.Maine lund pr thook lgaya aur jor se shot mara.Aadha lund uski chut mein chala gya.Ab maine lund bahar nikal kr bahut sara. As she walked to the elevator she thought about how simple men were, just give them a pretty face and an even prettier voice and they become like puppets just begging to have their strings pulled. She was fluent in several languages including English , French, Spanish, Italian, Portu-guese, Russian, Dutch and Japanese just to name a few , she also had matching accents for all of them. She rode silently up the elevator, exited and then she proceeded to room 302. Her phone beeped, her contact in. " Linda," My wife stood and began disrobing. "Betty," "I can't." "Get those clothes off. Now!". My authoritarian voice returned. Linda. Help your sister." In a few minutes they were both down to their panties. Four beautiful tits swaying in time with each of their movements. "What now?". Betty asked. I held up the remotes," Start kissing like you did playing doctor. If I think either one of you aren't doing it well I will use these!"IThey started out slowly. Light pecks that got more and. I also told her that the guest list would include several people of sufficient celebrity that she would know them, though not personally. In any event the dinner was, I said, simply a way of reciprocating previous invitations. The table seats twenty. Looking like the Goodyear blimp in a tuxedo, I was at the head of the table. Looking as pure as Botticelli’s Venus Rising From the Sea, wearing a peach colored silk Versace sheath, which left her lovely shoulders bare, Lynn sat at the other end. On.