I just go a message “thank you” from her. I just replied “Welcome”. Then slowly we started discussing the Margarita she had. Then it was just ... good night on that day. The second day I just pinged her a good morning. And we started talking to each other. Days passed we became chatting friends. We became close friends started discussing personal things. She is a married her husband works for a software company in the foreign country. She stays here with her in-laws. One day she asked me if I. Her robe fell open down the front, revealing her. Her pussy was right there, open and inviting, and his property. Max placed his hand between her tits and shoved hard, driving her back to the bed. Her knees connected with it, and she sat down bard, almost bouncing up off of the bed again. She lay back on it, then, evidently thinking that was what be wanted her to do, and hoping that if she presented herself this way it would take his mind off of the other business, the calculated cruelty, for a. “You’re really pretty. Can I buy you a drink?” For some reason I was a little nervous. My mouth went dry; I twirled my long blond hair. I played hard to get the best I could. It was fun watching him work to get me. I was drawn by his confidence not to mention his gorgeous looks and I knew what I wanted could be found in his jeans. But it wasn't until after a few drinks and several glances at the bulge in his jeans that I decided it was time to get to know Mark a little better. We talked for a. There were two padded troughs and a sloped back. She put her legs in the troughs, which opened her legs wide. The trainer slid it forward until her pussy was right in my face."Now, I will see how you eat a pussy. Every time you disobey, or if you don't please me, you will be caned." She smelled wonderful. Timmy loved eating pussy and this was hardly a chore for him. Her large clit was extended and her lips were flared open, just like at the beach."Suck my clit!" Yes Mistress."I leaned forward.