I ask her to have food. But she insists that I too have dinner with her. I decide to have some drinks and a little food to give her company. “Do you...take wine? There is a fine collection of wines in the bar.” “No I don’t.” I move to the bar located near the entrance. Which wine to choose? The bar has an endless collection: VSOP Cognac being the most expensive- Rs 625 for a small bottle. Imported vodka, scotch, and red wine, white wine- it is hard to make a choice. The choice of non alcoholic. Further and further up her leg it travelled, as it did she opened her legs and let out a small groan, gripping it tighter. My fingers met with her panties, Aunty Lucy told me they were the ones I was wanking into yesterday which made me fully hard, and I started to finger her through them. Slowly stroking and circling, alternating the pressure at which my fingers teased, feeling her hot juices start to flow as her hand joined mine in pleasuring her. As she fingered her pussy lips I started to. " "Now beg me to suck it," you slut. "Oh, please, Mistress. Please, may I suck your pretty pussy-pole. I wantto make love to it. I want to taste your warm sweet cum. Please,Mistress. May I?" She rubbed it back and forth on my lips and said, "Yes,you may, Gabrielle. Is there anything else you would like?" she asked asshe pushed her pretty pussy pole past my painted pursed lips. She easedit out to allow me to reply. "Yes, Mistress. Kimberly is playing with my balls and it feels heavenly.I would. Mmmmm! she moaned again. This time, there was no denying it, she was horny. Her first instinct was to fight it, but her view on the subject changed when she realized the arousal that continued to grow within her would help her bear through the repulsion she still felt as a result of performing her first bestial acts. So she gave in to the perversity of the situation and started moaning loudly. Oh yes! she moaned as Pussys tongue darted back and forth across her engorged labia. She could feel.