My mind is filled with images of your hard cock pounding into my eager but defenseless pussy. Maybe... The thrill of soapy hands gliding over my flat ...elly interrupts my thoughts. They dip into my belly button then slide down over each hip to my long legs. They linger at my feet and a smile lifts my full lips at the incredibly erotic wave that is washing over me as your strong hands firmly massage my feet. This is my favorite part. My feet. You know that nothing turns me on more than a foot. We’ve talked about sex, but we’ve never told each other our fantasies ... I had no fucking idea she was into dogs – not until your bloody show started ... Then she never stopped going on about it ... Did you see that Paki getting fucked in the park? Did you see that girl on her wedding night? Did you see those Geordie lesbians? And then she told me she wanted to go on the show – and she wanted me to go on with her.”And how do you feel about that?Anita continues, looking a little disgusted.. ’ ‘No,’ Tessa put a hand on his chest, ‘No macho bullshit. This has to be fair.’ ‘All right,’ Sean growled and jutted his closed fist out. Tessa did the same and they hammered their fists in the air three times before showing their best shot. Sean had kept his fist balled up in the form of the impenetrable rock, but Tessa had revealed the open palm of paper. Sean swallowed and felt guilty as he knew Tessa would not be stopped from her duty. He sighed, ‘Suicidal bitch.’ ‘Arrogant asshole,’ she. She was just damn. She’s got the “put a ring on my finger eyes”… I was just dumbstruck on seeing her and words didn’t come out of my mouth. I was like, god, please don’t embarrass me now. I was speechless and she was giggling. We then started off to talk and we pretty much become good friends within a short time. We boarded the flight and kept talking all along. We reached Chennai and she bid me a goodbye hug and gave her number.I was busy for a few days and I didn’t get an opportunity to call.