Yes, she came on the restaurant floor… My cock throbs and shoots a thick clear drop of precum on the moquette. ‘Bend over, I want to fuck you!’...��Yes, Mistress Mel!’ We quickly switch positions. She rams two fingers in my anus to loosen it a bit and then she sticks her hard cock in there. The level of her sexual arousal is so high that Mel is fucking my roughly like an a****l. She moans. I moan. She is pounding me with strong pushes causing my cock to press rhythmically against the white sheets. On the way, I took a couple of roses to just start the official carnival. Seeing a couple the roses, she tightly hugged me wearing a thin Tshirt and “micro” shorts in the doorstep itself. I lifted her like in honeymoon scene and next was like James Bond and Lea Seydoux kissing scene inside the train in Spectre movie. We were very high then.I took a couple of rose petals and we had a lip fight as to who is gonna swallow the petal. I used to grab from her mouth and she did the same. My hands were. Where's the bedroom?" How about a glass of Champagne first?" I offered."Yes, that would be nice but only after."I knew what only after meant and took her to the bedroom. She was in a hurry. Nothing was in the way of her desires, no bra, no panties, only her shoes, skirt and sweater that quickly fell to the floor. It was only a moment until she was naked on the bed still wearing her heels.Her nipples were hard and erect, and she had no intention of pretending to play a demure mademoiselle. I said to him. : ohhhh, Proma. You are naughtier than I thought you are. Your presence is a great treat for me here, hahahaahah. I felt elated knowing that he liked my company so much… By the way, he said, you didn’t answer my question, Proma, he said. I felt slight pressure of his fingers on my shoulders. Your skin are as smooth as butter. Do you know there is poem by Buddhadev Basu.. notun nonir moto tobo tanu khani, sporshite ogath shadh, shahosh na pai ( your face looks like fresh butter, I.