Her hands were at my waist where she traced along the outline of my suspender straps under my skirt. "Ohhhh darling, I love a girl to wear stockings w...en she fucks, so feminine, so pretty."Our tongues met in a passionate wet girly kiss as Val savoured the taste of her own juices from my tongue. She was firmly squeezing my arse now through my skirt as our stockinged legs touched, sending ripples of pleasure through me. Her hands began gently raising my skirt until she had lifted it high up above. I returned her kisses passionately. Her tongue by now was licking my tonsils. Clare was on fire.“Please, please, please, take me to your bed and fuck me now. I can’t hold on any longer,” Clare gasped.By now I could tell wasn’t wearing any briefs. Her hot snatch was burning a hole in my abdomen and her juices were dribbling down onto my shorts. All I could smell was her musky scent. With my hands firmly holding her ass I lifted her off the island bar, still wrapped around me and feverishly. Anne-Pierre liked games and last night was her best one yet. Almost two weeks, five encounters, I thought I had the measure of her; then came the sucker punch. Sat in my office chair, weary muscles pleaded for freedom. Caught in an endless loop, my mind waded through the morass, and my libido refused to quieten down.Last night, I broke my promise. This morning, I hoped to restore it. Elodie walked past, a façade of carefree happiness; I knew I had done the right thing. Stabbing the keyboard,. Maine apani pant sidhi karli aur acche se hoke baith gaya.Thodi der baad wo fir aayi.Maine use aate hi sorry bola.To to kuch nahi boli usane mere didi ke bare me pucha.Maine use bataya ki woh to office gayi h.Tab woh mere panty ki taraf dekh rahi thi tab mera baburav khada tha maine use notice kiya.Aur woh waha se chali gayi.Kuch din aise hi nikal gaye woh mujhe ajib eshare karți thi muhe dekhake kabhi apne oth dabati kabhi apne boobs ko masalti.1 din usake pati ko 2 din ke liye kuch kam se.