Main uske boobs pr tut padha bra k upr hi..Wo lambi lambi sase lene lagi… Maine uski bra utari or mere samne mere sabse chahite 2 aam the jinko main...raat bhr chus sakta tha…. Main uske boobs ko khana shuru kiya pehle dhire se chus rha tha. Fir jab uski siskiyan badhne lagi to uske nipple ko daton se pakad kr khichne laga.Usko bohut maza aa rha tha aise wo keh rhi thi.Bas itna hi khich sakte hoAchcha ye lo……Or maine uske boob ko zor se daton se pakd kr khicha wo zor se chillayi.Fir maine usko. She wasn’t enjoying being at home, that’s why she had taken the job. Because her and David were friends the conversation came around to sex and basically although she loved her husband she wasn’t getting enough sex.Later that night after 11pm when she finished her shift she went upstairs to have a bath, it was okay because there wasn’t any volunteers right now and in fact she had lied to her husband , it wasn’t a sleepover, she had just arranged with David to stay upstairs because she didn’t. Pressing my leg against his and then fingering between his legs to let him know what I really wanted. When he said he might be able to help me and that I should make an appointment, I felt every part of me becoming excited. I could feel my nipples rubbing against my bra, and I brought my knees together with the sheer thrill of it – I could feel I was wet already. So on the 26th I was there at 9 am, asking his receptionist if I could see him. I’d lost almost all control. All I could think about. 30am. A text message: "I want to see you tomorrow morning". Our fantasies are always fairly extreme, and when we’re not involved sexually, we’re really good friends. I'm his submissive in every way possible. He's engaged to a girl who doesn't share his lifestyle choices, and I don't love him. But we both get something we need.My Reply: 10?Him: 9.30. I have some orders.Me: Yes sir.Him: I want you to text me a list of all your sex toys. Bring condoms, lubricant, and a dog collar.Me: Three.