Wo aksar hamare room main baith ker apna saara kaam karti thi,jisme kapde badlana bhi shamil tha. Mai aksar usko nahate hua dekha karta tha bathroom k... darar main se.jiska use bhi pata tha per wo kutch bhi nahi kahti thi.Phir eik din hamare ghar per koi nahin that , wo chat par baithi thi aur usne ishra ker ke chat per bulaya aur kaha ki main use kyon dekhtha rehta hoon,maine keha ki main tumhe bahut pasand karta hoo.to wo kutch nahi boli per usne eik cute se smile di. Usne kaha batao ki tumhe. "It's a nice one; don't get me wrong – I'm very grateful. Did you modify it?" Maybe it's broken, try the other one." He moved his hand over his mouth in a vain attempt to hide a big grin. He was fucking with me and I knew it.I was wary. "Is the other one the same? It's not going to electric shock me or anything?" Exactly the same," he said, emphasising the first word.I picked up the larger one and touched the switch. "Holy crap!" I squeaked in surprise as BOTH of them started on low setting in. A bottle of red wine and a chilled bottle of white sat on a table near the sofa, as well as, of all things, fresh strawberries. “Would you like a glass of wine? I wasn’t sure what you’d like so I chose both,” he grinned. “Red would be great, thank you. It’s been a long day.” She typically didn’t drink while with clients, but what the client wants, the client gets. “A long day for me as well, Julia.” His tone seemed to hint at something more than the obvious. He poured them each a glass and. His horny pregnant wife my long ago high school fuck buddy, girlfriend now she was my cock slut. Begging me to allow her to be my fuck toy. She was seconds from sticking my throbbing cock inside her pussy and using me to cum again. If there is a heaven it must feel this good. I saw past her belly although sexy and also a whole other level of kinky. She says "Ready for a surprise?"Before I could answer She has my cock against her puckered but still soaking asshole and with a plop fucks it.