He started to kiss her on her lips deeply still fucking her very slowly and gently.Her pussy was filled with his large cock and she felt every inch of...it moving in her making her breathe deeply relaxing her whole body. It was like a slow massage reliving all her stress and tension. She could feel his large balls rub against her bum with each push and his big belly was pressing down on her petite body. He weight was the power behind his cock and it was rubbing on all the right spots in her. My head started feeling light suddenly with all the thoughts that were coming in.So that is why all boys I saw outside were dressed in t-shirts and jeans. That is why even Sharada was wearing a traditional dress, and that is why none of the boys even asked me why I wasn’t in formals. And that is also, exactly why, that Sharada had taken my clothes. She wanted to make a fool out of me.I realized the company which I was interviewing for was an MNC and had a very informal work culture. Even the. His tongue was driving me wild with desire and together with my fingers feverishly rubbing my swollen clit with an urgency seldom felt, my feral growling had changed into breathless whimpers and moans. Then in a blur of movement, I saw my master, in the mirror, stand up behind me and spit on his hand. Then I watched, hardly daring to breathe in anticipation as his arm moved in a circular motion behind me, obviously lubricating his manhood for the task ahead.And then… there it was, pressing. Ago, black dude, lives about 5mins. away from me. Wanted to do some mutual head. I was all for it cause I was horny as fuck and I'm not ready to get fucked yet. So, I drove to his house, it's about 5:20am, get there close to 5:30am, we go through the back way of his house, get to his room, no lie, I'm nervous as all kinds of fuck, mainly because I don't do this much. So we both get naked, and I'm not gonna lie, this nigga had a nice fucking dick. It had to have been a good 8 1/2 - 9 inches. It.