Puri jamin pe ret padi hui thi. Rashmi ke sare kapdo or badan pe ret lag gayi thi or uski kamar me jamin par ghasite jane ke karan thoda sa dard bhi h... raha tha. Ab amit gadi me gaya or usne rashmi ki taraf dekha, amit ki ankhon me vasna saaf chamak rahi thi. Usne rashmi ke phate hue gown me hath dala or uske boobs pakad liye or bola wah raand kya boobs hai tere tu to Sali kisi bhi mard ki halat sirf apne boob dikha kar hi kharab kar sakti hai. Yeh kehte hue usne rashmi ke mammo ko jor jor se. Watching the bulge grow in his jeans was even more exciting! "Well Hun, what do y'all think? I said in a syrupy southern drawl. I approached him and knelt down and began unzipping his fly. "Oh m-my", he stammered, "Much better than I ever expected! But let's save that for later." He stopped my planned action as the zipper started down. "You look like the perfect little whore! This is going to be a fun night, let's head outside and I'll get our ride." We went outside where he asked me to wait. My mother made sure I had all the good stuff. When all this was going on in life, I made sure studies were important too.I have an Economics Honours degree, and I work in one of the world’s leading MNCs. Not long ago, I worked in Mumbai, but a hefty pay raise and transfer got me moved to Chicago. I live here with Maya, my 56-year-old mother.With money and a luxurious lifestyle comes a lot of attention. Especially girls and women. And yes, there was plenty to go around. But the best one was at. Again, I took him in my mouth and sucked him hard for several minutes – he was really responding now, and once he could tell I was comfortable with his full length in my mouth, he pressed down firmly on the back of my head – pushing me down onto his swollen cock. I gagged, and started breathing fully through my nose, as he started to face fuck me, holding me in both hands and pumping his cock in and out of my mouth, whilst I sucked is shaft as hard as I could. His cock felt huge in my mouth,.