Mansi- ok bye.Mai 4 baje market ja k 1bottel chiva regal whiskey k le aya kyoki mujhe acche brand k daru hi pasand h.. uske saath khane peene ka saman...b le aya.6baje mere flat ka telecom baja security vale ka phn tha k ek memsab ayi h upar bhej du?mai- ha bhej de vo mri didi h.Guard- thk h sahab ji phr vo seedhe mere flat pe agai pehle to maine usko hug kiya aur bday wish kiya aur bday gft mai uski daru k bottel gft kr di vo khush hogai aur usne mujhe jor se kiss kiya lips pe.Hm dono sofa pe. You shake your head, but don't say a word...you know how I love to have you like this...silent yet compliant and willing to enjoy whatever I want to have of you... ...I open the curtains to the large window in front of you, knowing how you're always self-concious in moments like these, but in time, you forget all about the chance of someone seeing you like this...you're totally engaged in what's happening at the moment and have no regard or care for anyone or anything else...the soft flickering. I feel his cock enter me, then, he having pushed aside my panties to achieve entry, the spreading heat pushing into me even as it contracts wetly. I gasp and cry out as it stretches me open, fills me, my muscles clench at him, drawing him in with ferocious need. He plunges into me to the hilt, the hesitation there, is it imagined, or does it truly exist, as the world stops spinning, every thing around us suspends and bursts with life, and its joys. I gasp inward to fill the glowing void with. Quick goodbyes were exchanged on the dock and Mota was in his car before Kim had entered his own house. Although Kim had invited Mota to stay for dinner, both men knew the invitation was cursory and not genuine in any way.It took Mota slightly less time to get home, but he still cursed the man-made bottlenecks that traffic engineers in Georgia seem to compete with each other to design into the roads. His lack of patience was exacerbated by the fatigue he was feeling after a night of little to.