One day I asked her to do sex chat. She said ok but only with pictures. I agreed too. So, we exchanged with private pictures of us like her boobs, pus...y, dick. I decide to send a masturbate video to her. She agreed and exchanged our videos too.Our chats went like this for some days. I think later a week, we decide to hook up. But she agreed on one condition that she won’t allow me to see her face and always comes with face burkah. I agreed with her. She booked tickets for the waste movie and. Melting into the bed with him it was hard to know where I ended and he began. The ship swayed softly beneath us and with my eyes closed we could almost be floating in a void. “I don’t think we’re going to get much sleep,” he whispered by my ear. “Maybe not,” I said. The idea of more both thrilled and scared me, I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. “I could use a shower,” I said. “Will you join me?” He chuckled. “I think we need it.” I smiled at the softening warmth in his eyes. “Good. Every time you look at her she'll grab her crotch, remembering what we did to her." Fuck Danielle," he moaned, then went back to town on those tits. I, on the other hand, went back to learning everything I could about a woman's pussy. Jill was a hell of a teacher, never complaining if I made a mistake, and allowing me near infinite leeway.After licking her and sucking on her nether-lips, I tried to find out how far up inside her my tongue would go. Far enough to hurt my jaw after a while. I. "Now undress, both of you completely!" Mildred snapped.Doris's eyes flickered wildly from the disrobing figures to the weird contrivance on the floor. There were leather straps, with cuffs attached, fastened to each leg. What in the world are they for? Doris wondered. Her eyes skimmed back to the cook and the chauffeur.Apart from startled glances when they had first entered the room, the two servants had ignored Doris's presence in their mistress's bedroom. Now, Doris observed the rolls of fat.