Just before reaching home, I tried calling my mobile again, oping against hope that someone would pick up. To my surprise, someone did.Me: Hello?Thief... Hello kaun hai?Me: Ye phone mera hai! Sale kaine mera phone chura liya.Thief: Oh madam aap ho. Bas me ye phone bechne hi jane wala tha, achcha phone hai. Paise achche milenge.Me: Please wapas dedo. Mere papa ne abhi dilake diya tha naya phone, wo mujhe maar daalnege.Thief: (Ignoring to my pleads) Chalo me phone rakh raha hu.At this moment, I. But I get use to the feeling and the recurring slow sawing motion. ‘Soooo tight. Your pussy will feel so good around my cock when I ram into you,’ he comments. I could only whimper in response, once again at loss for words. He took out his fingers, the motion pronounced by a squishing sound. He steadied his dick at my entrance, looking at me. ‘Ready?’ He asked. I nodded. I could feel the hot head as it touched me. Then bit of pressure as the head poped in. I winced a little from the discomfort. Then it was poking proudly upward from his lap and Maria was looking at it with a hypnotized expression.He put his hands on Maria’s arms and pulled at her to crawl up into his lap. With a faint whimper, she allowed herself to be raised into the chair. Then she was face to face with him with her legs gathered tightly to either side of his thighs.“Oh God!” she whimpered.She could feel the hardness nestled against her pubis and she bit her lip as the desire in her became overwhelming. She pressed. Saturday evening I got out of the shower and went into our room and got changed.Suzanne come in shortly after and couldnt pick what to wear , she was really trying to make an effort ,she is 5 ft 8 , slimmish figure , short red hair , lightly tanned , green eyes , 38 c , trimmed hairy pussy she tried about 5 different types of underwear , in the end she picked a matching black netted thong and bra , she wore a short revealing dress and some huge black platform heels , she covered herself in.