I had an average body then, standing at a height of 5 ft 10 inches. I had an average non-circumcised cock at 5-6 inches length and 2-3 inches thick (h...ven’t measured) and a lover boy look. Kinjal was 32, with a curvaceous body at 34C-32-36.She was fair-complexioned, with shoulder-length hair, a cute face with puffed lips. She was 5ft 3 inches, with deep and beautiful eyes. She was single back then and not intending to mingle yet. She was just looking for some interesting company she could. She said, “Ooooh sir, you are hard again. Thodi sabar karo.” I inserted my dick inside her and started fucking.As soon as I started fucking my office secretary again, she kept both her hands on the kitchen table. She pushed her ass back and enjoyed my fucking.Payal then squeezed her boobs with her hand and supported them with the other hand. I kept fucking her from behind. The milk got hot and was overflowing. She couldn’t even turn off the stove because she was enjoying the pleasure of my. It was then that I discovered that I really hated seatbelts for the first time in my life. It squeezed, then bunched up into my armpit very uncomfortably. After five minutes of adjustment, I still couldn't find a way to make it work, and the arguments of my traveling companions finally convinced me to just grit my teeth and bear it.Once we finally arrived, I felt like a prop in a grown up version of Barbie. So many different clothes were flung at me that I quickly lost track of what I was. I wanted him bare. James saw my reaction and rolled his eyes. ‘Xiara.’ I shook my head. ‘No, James. No condoms!’ He glared hard at me. ‘Why?’ I sat all the way up. ‘Because I don’t want you covered. I want you bare.’ James simply shook his head and ignored me, continuing as he pulled the rolled latex out of the package and sheathed himself with it. I didn’t bother to argue, only got up off the sofa and began to walk away. I wasn’t going to compromise on this one. I had compromised on far too.