Usne mujhe puri address thi. Mai friday morning ko nikla aur raat 8 baje pahucha. Uske papa ko phone kiya aur kaha ki mera dost apke yeha ruka tha to ...si se apna number mila mujhe 3 days ke liye rukna hai. Unhone mujhe roo. Bataya mai pahucha to. Anjali mujhe pahli bar dikhi kya maal thi, height 5.5. Aur figure dekhane layak thi 34-28-36. Wo dekh ke muskurai wo angan me kaam kar rahi thi ghar ka. Usne blouse type ki shirt pahni hue thi. Uska boobs dikh rahi thi. Aur niche long skirt pahni hue. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next. I closed my eyes and relaxed my head back back, as I enjoyed the sensation of having another man's hands on my body. The touching stopped for a few seconds before I realized that Will's hands were no longer caressing my breasts, and his hard body was no longer being rubbed up against my ass. I opened my eyes to find both men sitting on the bed, watching me with eyes full of lust. Smiling, I began rubbing my hands across my breasts, and not wanting to waste time on seduction, I took one hand and. My legs kick up in pleasure and you hold them down with your right leg. You know making me hold still furthers my pleasure.Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! You give me another six strikes which are a little hard to take at the end. My ass is stinging. It is a bright pink now. My pussy leaks more of its sweet juices on your leg. You feel it and struggle not to mount me and fuck me. I wiggle my bottom back and forth as much as I can to relieve the stinging. Your hand produces slight.