"Suck my cock....mmm..."My body tingled as I imagined my friend on her knees with a big fat man pole in her face. I could not resist slipping my hand ...etween my legs and rubbing my soaking wet panties, smashing my clit between my index and middle fingers and tugging my swollen pink labia outward as I twisted my fingers back and forth till my spongy lips slipped from between my fingers and I started over again."Ooo yes," Rick growled throatily. "Take it all. Take it all in your pretty mouth."I. I had been making appropriate and thoughtful comments throughout until they had thrown the disabled man, wheelchair and all, off a third floor balcony. “They’re only showing the bad bits,” I said. “Oh they should show all the good bits should they?” she asks in a sharp revoke. I say nothing more for a while. Then the Russians came. The last Germans units were killed or fled the ruined city as it was liberated, and the pianist had lived through it all to play the tale. We had sex later.. Ek roz maine Niharika ko kisi kaam ke liye apne office mein bulwaya. Wo mere samne aayi to us roz wo bahut hi seedhi aur bholi lag rahi thi. Achanak meri nazar uske breast par pad gayi. Uska peele rang ka kurta breast par se black ho rakha tha. Main use kuchh poochhna chahta tha is baare mein lekin apni reputation aur post ki responsibilities ke dhyan mein aate hi apne aap ko sambhal liya. Maine usko jaise hi kuchh papers handover kare to maine dekha ki uske haath bilkul black ho rakhe hain.. Daddy knows my orgastic rhythms well, listening to my moans and pleas during these sorts of sessions he quickly learned when I was near climax then would stop. Again and again; sometimes given pleasure and release - other times overdosed on pleasure and held in frustration when release is negated. There would be times before Daddy tucked me in for the night that I would begin to cry. He will usually sit there holding and comforting me while I try to come to terms with this new lifestyle that.