Looking into the glass of whiskey on the table in front of her the only thought on her mind was what the past encounters meant. Was it was just for th... physical or was it much more than that? This thought had always accompanied her in her lonely evenings. She would ponder over it with a glass of Old Tavern with 2 cubes. It was always the same combination dry with just 2 cubes in it. Just like her uncontrollable urge.Raima in her mid-thirties was in her house, a successful woman in Indian. ......I keep begging but he stays strong not listening. It’s in these moments that I thoroughly love him, I’m laid out before him begging and pleading for his cock and he looks me in the eye’s says SMT and I fall silent, knowing he has everything under control......I’m his completely and he bring me so much pleasure, more than I ever knew possible. He demands I slap on asshole eight times with his belt, slowly he counts of each one....praised me for being his good little whore and I cum seven. I moaned as the sweet nectar trickled into my mouth and my large knob slipped between her pussy lips, which caused me to moan. My tongue waited in eager anticipation to delve into the sopping wet pussy. She raised herself up before I could lick the sweetness from her flower and then sat back down on my mouth. Lori teased me again and again as Susie started to rock back and forth on my cock.Lori moaned, “Lick my pussy with that naughty tongue of yours, Allen.” The velvety pink petals rubbed. ‘Do you, um, do you want to be here? I’m glad you’re here.’ He hadn’t meant to say that. He’d wanted to ask her if she wanted to watch TV. Not that. Instead of derision or shock, she smiled at him. It softened her entire face and brought a glow to her eyes that captivated him. ‘Yeah. I am, too.’ She stood up and slipped out of the dress. ‘Hey, you don’t have to do that.’ ‘I want to.’ ‘You’re welcome to stay here without that kind of payment.’ She knelt between his legs, and pressed her cheek.