You know when I am coming for you. Spread yourself open for me when you hear me enter the room. Do not look at me. Do not speak to me.Your job is to b... pleasured. Let me see your beautiful cunt, open and wet, for me. Lift your legs high. I want to lick you. I want to worship you with my mouth. I want to lick your tight little hole. I want to lick it, play with it, and I want to tongue fuck it. I want to hold your arse, pull the cheeks apart, and fuck your arse with my tongue. Then I want to. Apne dimag ke sath pure gaon ki tarah tarah ki bate jaise ki kaun kiske sath lagi hai kaun kis se fasi hai aur kaun kis pe nazar rakhhe hue hai adi karne mein use bara maja aata tha. Aaya bhi thori Kutsit pravriti ki thi uske dimag mein jane kya kya chalta rahta tha. Gaon, muhalle ki bate khoob namak mirch laga kar aur rangeen bana kar batane mein use bara maja aata tha. Isliye dono ki jamti bhi khoob thi. To fir chaudharain sab kamo se fursat pa kar apni malish karwane ke liye apne kamre mein. This time the communication was not lost on the parents.“You were the other man,” said Gordon, beginning to look annoyed.“Yes and no,” I replied. “He conned Rachel and me into meeting. Neither of us wanted to do that, but we reckoned if I refused, he would find someone else and keep badgering her.“So we came up with a cunning plan worthy of Baldrick in Blackadder, but without the turnip.”They laughed: everyone knew about Blackadder. I continued.“Gary would think I was sleeping with Rachel, but. -Good. Again, the tone of satisfaction. And this time you see a small smile upon his face. Once more, a giddy wave passes over you. It thrills you. You speak again, hoping that perhaps if you continue pleasing him with your words, this strange and wonderful feeling might continue."It's your cock! Your dick! Your fucking dick! God, it's so much! I... I can't imagine..."He moves forward with a sudden motion, and you feel his excitement swell. The scent of his lust assaults your nostrils, and you.