She slipped a hand inside her bathrobe and between her legs, she spread her knees slightly, she brought her hand out and rubbed 2 sticky fingers on my...on my lips and into my mouth. ‘Can you taste my pussy, I’m already wet for you’ Her eyes were full of lust. Oh my fucking god I thought, I licked and sucked her fingers, the liquid on them was slightly bitter but surprisingly thick. Jill smiled and pulled me closer. We started kissing very passionately, her lips and tongue tasted sweet, her nails. He whipped me a few more times and each time the belt left rosy marks on my skin.“Please,” I managed to mumble, “enough…”Another whipping made me stop, only this time he aimed at my squished balls. He hit me hard twice, maybe three more times while I kept pulling the chair with him. No wonder my cock started drooling pre-cum juices leaving a shiny streak on the hardwood floor.Then suddenly, in spite of my tremendous effort, the chair was stuck. “Pull!” he shouted again whipping my ass. As he. One day she called me that she would like to buy something from Karol Bagh and my office was near by so I have given a company to her, but she didn’t get what she need. Slowly, we started talking and one day her husband was going out of Delhi so she planned to meet me as I pretend to be palm-reader and she want to know about my past relationship. She told me that we will meet outside but no her plan was to invite me at home. I reached home at 5PM and her son was not at home. We chit-chat for. ?Suck it,? she gasped between kisses, ?Suck each toe and work your wayuppphhgghh?.? Her sentence was smothered in a passionate kiss but Iquickly began orally worshipping her feet, even as I flushed in shame.Imagine: me, a man of wealth, status and authority, used to using womenat my pleasure, now deprived of my money, my clothes, and my verymalehood, reduced to toe-sucking for lesbians!!And that wasn?t all. June and ?Ski were not shy or hesitant abouttelling me what to do, or when?or where! I.