"haan wahi chotta lund wala....bol raha tha ki phir se meri leni hai. meinne aise hi taal di uski baath. Kyon choosege uska chotta lund." "uski to bah...t hi chotta tha ...maja hi nahi aaya. usse acha to meri ungli hai." "par saale ne meri idhar-udhar dhabake mere ko garam kar di....aaj raat ko kuch kare bina needh nahi aayegi." "aap chintha mat karo....aaj raat ko hum milke khub maja loondege...mere ko bhi khujali ho rahi hai. Ek Wills dena." "idhar aake le le..." Silence..... "yeah kya rahi ho. She leaned forward and rubbed her cock on my face. She smelled great, like the lotion from Victoria Secret's. She looked down at me and told me "prove to me how loyal you are and suck my cock." I opened my mouth and took her cock in. As I was sucking and her cock was getting hard I started to rub her balls and tickle her asshole. I could not believe this was happening. She placed her right hand on the back of my head and began to pump her in and out at a faster pace. My spit was starting to. Well, it's been a very difficult week," she admitted in a hoarse tone of voice.I sympathized with her. From what she had told me of her immediate past, it must have been difficult indeed to totally refrain from sexual activity. As I looked at her, I could see a definite, evolving change in her physical demeanor. She shifted in her chair and struck a sexy, provocative pose. She crossed her legs and allowed her skirt to rise higher on her well-formed legs."Dr. Gray, ' she said in a soft whisper,. It was a nice two story. Brick outside, high ceilings inside. Marble countertops, stainless steel appliances, slate floors. Dark wood, it was my dream home. Four bedrooms upstairs. Three being designated. The master was the room we considered our fortress. Where we made love, got dressed, had good times, and on that rare occasion bad times. One room was a guest room, for welcomed visitors, and for those untimely visits from your mother. She always took the time to question me about a non.