It was a case of the psychoanalyst changing the light bulb.As the saying goes, make it march. After our little tete a tete, I returned to CC. She was ...ttempting some stretches, without much luck. The ones she was doing required an open floor. I showed her how to lock up a section, so that she could flex at the edges. It is much like yoga, without the fancy names. I wished we were doing the Kama Sutra. My little tiff with Jo Jo had gotten me started.After a few minutes of doing pretzels, Jo Jo. ” Whimpers escape past my lips and my hands reach out for you. I have to touch you. I need to touch you. “I said, beg for it.” “Please, Sir. Please let me touch your hard cock! I need to feel you inside of me now! Please...” You lunge at me, rip open the front of my sheer black tights, wrap one of your hands around my exposed throat and use the other to dig your fingers into my hip bone as you thrust and force yourself into me. I scream out in ecstasy and wrap my legs around you, getting lost. We left on a Friday afternoon and planned to return on Sunday evening. We were staying at the Bellagio. We had fun on the flight out there. We drank champagne and laughed and flirted with the men on the flight. We were all dressed sexy but not slutty. I had a white silk pantsuit on. I had not worn the jacket and just had on the vest with a lacy cami underneath with no bra. I was showing lots of cleavage and loved the attention. We landed and since my friend had connections at the hotel too we. Ye sun ke maa meri taraf dekhi aur salman ko apne badan se chipta liya ab salman ka lund maa ki bur ke upar tha voh jaan bujh ke under nahi ghusa raha tha lund ko sirf bur ke upar se sehla raha tha .. maa se ab bardast nahi ho raha tha usne salman ke lund ko apne bur pe lagaya aur boli salman chod naa mujhe ….. salman ke 9 inch ka lund chut ke darwaje pe khada tha usne chut pe lund ko ghusaya to ek baar main lund ghusa nahi … usne fir jor lagaya aur laude ko bur main ghusa ke chodne laga .Maine.