What a useless pain in the assyou'd be then."I knelt in front of her as she sat on the bed and slipped first one,then the other, petite freshly-pedicu...ed foot into the knee-high boots.I oh-so-carefully zipped the boots closed over her shapely calves. Itwas torture being so close to her beautiful body and being forbidden totouch it. My own wife! But I knew the rules and I didn't fancy anotherwhipping from Max."Just think sweetie," Diana said, a rare note of tenderness in hervoice. "No more. Her finger pressed into his anus searching for his prostrate gland. She found it pressing hard making his eyes cross his cock firing off deep in her throat the come oozing out around her lips as Koko reached zero the mans eyes crossing as he nearly passed out with ecstasy.Koko looked at the spunk covered woman. It was in her mouth, over her chins, big chunks in her eyes socket. More covered her swan neck and caped her tits like snow peaks. Even more was running from her holes, her thighs and. Granted, her c***dhood and life in Vietnam was a world apart from what mine had been in the States, but nonetheless, we have both had to live as women caught between two cultures.The taxi wound its way down broad boulevards and narrow streets and the further we got from the hotel the more intimate we became. By the time we had arrived at the Cho Ben Thanh Market, we were the best of friends. We strolled along Nam Ky Koi Nghia Street, hand in hand, and continued our conversation as we walked. We. Phir jaise train chal rahi thi hum hil rahe they kabhi mera haath uski jango par lagta to kabhi uska haath mere lund paar mera lund to aise bhi ek dum 90 degreee mein khada tha mujhe laga ki wo mahsoos kar rahi thiyu hi aadha ghanta beet gaya mujhe mazza araha tha lekin thodi der baad mera hath uski jaango pe laga to maine rehne diya aur usne mere hath pe apna hath rakh diya mein to pehle daar gaya par jab bad mein wo muskurayi to mein relax ho gaya phir mein dhire dhire uski jhango ko sahelane.