My hands slipped and reached her ass. she was wearing a lehenga (skirt) below her navel and above the pussy. I felt her ass crack. 'Ahhhh…' she so...bed.I then asked - Khala, are you ready?she nodded yes and said softly - Every girl waits for this night.The queen of my dreams was with me, ready to be fucked by meI said again- You are the most beautiful, fair and sexy. I am crazy to see you!I said in a soft voice - I love you Khala! You do not know what my condition is. My mind becomes. ‘Mistress! Ah!’ she screamed. She arched way off the cushions, frantic with joy, seeming suspended in the air. Then she came down. I pulled out of her slowly. She was so beautiful. Her body was sweaty and messy. Her hair was damp and disheveled. Her chest heaved with exertion. Her breaths sounded incredible, deep and rapid. Her pussy aroma hung all around us. I chuckled while I removed my strap-ons. ‘You did great,’ I murmured. ‘Best slut ever! Here’s a reward.’ I bent over her, supporting. The belt was soaked in my pussy juice every time Barb removed it and she made me lick it clean.The punishment began losing its meaning; I now enjoyed this daily routine.Mean while I continued my daily chores. I noticed more and more lace panties and thongs in Joey’s clothes basket. At first I thought maybe he was collecting souvenirs from his girlfriend’s but I had never seen him with a girl? Then one day after Barb had finished her “inspection” she turned to me and saidYou’ve done it this time. I still see her around in the neighborhood from time to time and still looks amazing. She also broke up with her boyfriend recently so I'm trying to slide in there. Hopefully nudes to come! Her sister Eira, the one in my profile pic, I can only imagine told her about my fat 8" cock and was probably salivating at the thought of having it.My favorite memories of Cecilia were back when Eira used to invite me to their cookouts in the summer. I was in heavy pursuit of her back then and I knew she.