My pussy was grinding against the desk, spreading juices everywhere, I hopped up on the desk, leant back, spread my legs and attacked my pussy, hard f...st strokes drawing me closer and closer and closer to a mindblowing orgasm. I could feel the heat building up, burning, I was so close, moaning uncontrollably, begging my non-existent master to let me cum, I could feel my juices leaking out onto the desk and I moaned even louder, just as I could feel my walls pulsing and my breath come in. Then Sire snaked his tongue in Lindas cunt to draw out her lusty juices causing Linda to shudder in the first of what would be many powerful orgasms. OH, FUCK MY PUSSY WITH YOUR TONGUE. EAT ME GOOD BOY. GOBBLE ME UP. OH YOURE MAKING ME CUM LOVER. Linda was totally lost in her lust. Between her shouts of ecstasy she was moaning lustily MMMMMMMMM. Her hips were rotating back to meet his parrying tongue. I walked over to Sire and petted him softly and spoke gently to him. Good boy, lick. Lick Sire. School khatam hone k baad mene pen nikala aur usme se usb mere computer me fix kia aur check kr rha tha ki ky hua h krke muje usme kuch b nhi mila.Mene dekha ki mom sirf one time aati h aur bed thik krke chale jaati h fir me pen wapas usi jagah place kia aur khelne chale gaya raat me aake me apna studies kr rha tha ki muje kuch hua h aise llag rha tha mom ko dekhkr toh mene jaakr wapas se check kia toh usme dekha ki mere jaate hi thode der me uncle ne mom ko duppata se baandh kr lekr aarhe the. "Do you think we're swingers?"I shrugged. "That's a label that maybe contains a harmful judgment. The men in that group are my friends – my best friends. The women I am in love with, and enjoy the sexual times we have together. They've told me they love me. I don't think swingers do that; they just fuck away an evening once in a while, and then go home. I wish I could take everybody home with me because I care about them so much, and I want to spend time with them. So, no, I don't think we're.