I told her that on Sunday night she would have her wish granted but refused to elaborate any further. Despite her protestations all week end; I refuse... to let on.Sunday night I told Karen to go put on something that she could slip off real easy; but reminded her no underwear. She chose a white blouse and simple black skirt.We got in the car and drove to Tottenham Court Road; where we walked towards London's famous Soho. I could tell Karen was becoming excited and she kept up a constant chatter. “Cool!” he exclaims as he reads the message. “Come on, dude…let’s go!” he now tells Steve. “Where are we going?” the redheaded stud asks. “We’re going to our team practice field!” J.J. replies as he leads the way; fortunately, it’s only a short walk…“Mmmm…I have you so well trained!” Judy purrs in satisfaction. Stretched out on her brand new sofa with her bare feet in Aaron’s lap, she’s finally gotten out of her high heels after a long day at work and her teenage stud is treating her to a. "Are you wet?" God yes, Simon. Can't you see?"The dress had fallen away from her belly and legs. He studied the swelling slit between her legs with a puzzled frown."Show me."She struggled to hold her cunt open to him, her fingers slippery with the fluids that poured from her. She had never felt more naked, more vulnerable. But that's what Simon did. Why did it feel so good? From what dark corner of her imagination had this maddening addiction freed itself? Her husband was just fifty yards away,. She was awestruck by its sight.“Bhaiyya, your erect penis looks so ravishing!” she exclaimed. She held it in her hands and started running her hands up and down lovingly.“Bhaiyya, can I kiss it?” she asked.“Whatever you want, it’s all yours now,” I replied. Anita planted a kiss on my rock hard penis and rubbed her lips all over it.“Now, let me explain everything in detail to you now,” I said deciding to shed all inhibitions.“Ok Bhaiyya.” Anita agreed.“Now remove your clothes first,” I commanded.