Now I would have a welcome distraction from my own head and the dust-dry book on the law of tort I was ploughing through at Margaret's behest. What wo...ld I give her for Christmas? What do you buy for your self-sufficient self-contained sexually deviant Mistress, who is also a real life aristocrat? I only had three days left to decide!I happened to have a copy of Time Out lying around, as I'd been thinking of burying myself in cinemas over the holiday period, my usual panacea. A bit of lateral. He then buried his mouth against the man’s shoulder to muffle his moans as he erupted. He could feel ropes and ropes of his cum were wetting his underwear. His legs felt boneless as he hangs on for dear life. The man then let out a chuckle against Luke’s ear. “That was fast.” Luke pouted as he struggled to get his breathing back to normal. “Shut up. It’s been awhile.” The man moaned as he placed kisses on Luke’s neck. “You look amazing when you come. I bet that you would look better as you. Indu? You there?”Prof Jayant was not letting go off her lips and Induja was playfully hitting him to let her go. His lips were glued to hers and even when she moved her head left and right his head followed her and didn’t let her talk back to her husband.“Indu? What happened?” her husband asked anxiously.With a loud sound, Induja broke the kiss and hurriedly replied.“Sorry, the network is weak, why don’t you call later tonight?” she said as Prof Jayant giggled silently.“Hmm…fine,” said Ajay and. He was cumming. I felt the warmth from his seed deeper then I usually do. It was way up there radiating through me. He pumped and pumped more and more. I was exhausted and limp but was still impaled on the cock.I felt him try to withdraw but he was having trouble. I felt something inside me was holding onto him. It hurt some but he slowly pulled and I felt a pop. It seemed like forever for him to pull his cock all the way out of me and back through the hole in the wall. When I was free I turned.