I knew if Rananji put his dick there she will bleed to death I decided to widen it with my fingers. I pout one finger since, Jyoti again tried to get ...p and this time I slapped her hard to tell her to only mind what was in her mouth. Jyoti tried to wiggle but between the 2 of us she was helpless. I put one finger in her warm cunt and started to masturbate her, I could feel her getting lubricated fast and satisfied I put one more finger in there stretching her cunt lips as wide as I could. Jyoti. In just a minute or two the bell rang. to my surprise they send me a MALE MASSEUR. i was so embarassed and blushing cause i expected someone of the same gender. with assuring words, he told me that im in good hands. i lay down on the bed face down. unknown to me, the masseur strip down and wrapped himself with just a tiny towel, then he started unrobing me. my bare flesh made his already hard cock twitch, throb and pulsates. at first i felt uneasy, uncomfortable and hesistant but when the warm. As I could hear voices I carried on doing what work I had to do. After a few minutes I couldn’t hear anything so I went into our spare room. Now because we’re very sexually active in all forms of sex we’d had some cameras put in downstairs and in our bedroom so we can watch stuff back. I went in the spare room where all the recordings are made and switched on the downstairs cameras.Donna had the plumber cornered in the conservatory, they were talking and she had her arm d****d across his. To be licked. I touch myself. The image is of folds opening, of pink dampness beneath the black outer shell of tight leggings. The image is of lips parting to reveal pink and wet smoothness. An entry to touch. The image is of lips that are not being covered for modesty, but which are being revealed to stir the imagination. Of an ass beneath the black leggings. Of legs meeting at that ass, and meeting in a V-shaped paradise of lips and folds, of liquids and textures, of tastes and of aromas and.