Ann walked up to Diana and pulled her by the hair. She once again asked: ‘I said: What the fuck are you doing naked in my house? And what is that on...your face and hair? Is that dried cum? Have you been giving my husband blowjobs?’ All the while Ann had been pulling down on Diana’s hair and, by this stage, Diana was on her knees. Ann then said: ‘Since you were handing out blowjobs earlier, why don’t you orally service me as well.’ With that Ann parted her skirt and pushed Diana’s face into her. ”“What’s that?” the man asked.Mike threw the axe down towards the floor at a point about five paces from where he stood. The head hit the floor, it spun, and then the handle hit the floor. The axe took off in an upwards direction. It stuck into the wall on the other end of the shop.“Perfect,” Mike said.“I’ve never seen anyone do that before,” the man said in amazement. “Where did you learn to do that?”Mike said, “I fought along side of a guy back when I was doing some work for Uncle Sam. He had. We heard lots of noises and they didn’t emerge for couple of hours. That was when the whole thing felt a bit strange to me, and even more so when he thanked me for taking such good care of her. She had told me, by the way, one of the times we were copulating, that it would happen only when he was away. That was fine since keeping up with Sheila was already a lot of responsibility. I figure that very few boys my age were getting the quantity and quality of pussy I was blessed with.For a person. We started to share many things about each other and we kinda loved each other’s company. We started chatting more often and got closer. We decided to meet and time flew. The day of the meeting came. I and Pooja met at the decided place and time. All the chats, the sex chats, the fantasies that we shared came striking into our minds and I could see her eyes full of lust staring at me. We hugged each other and went to a hotel where we had already booked a room.When we hugged, we could feel both.