Maine apne hanthon se uske boobs dabane laga aur pussy lips ke sath dhere dhere halki jeeb se lick karne laga uske boobs badate hue maine meri ungliyo... se uske nipples ko dhere dhere dabane laga aur wo machalte hue bas aaaaahh uffff babbyyy hmm yaaaa kha jao mujhe aaj kahti hui madhosh hone lagi mujhe apni taraf khenchte hue mere honthon ko chusne lagi aur apne bumbs uchal uchal ke honey ko mere lund pe lagane lagi apni tange meri kamar se lapet ke apni chut mere Lund se ghisne lagiFir mujhe. "he replied as he turned. She leaned to him and pressed her tits into his back as her hand found his ass and began to circle it. Her other hand then grabbed his cock and stroked it as her finger found its way into his ass. As she jerked his cock she put two fingers in his ass and then finger fucked him. "Yes, baby girl fuck me. Fuck my ass harder." he moaned. She then added the third finger and pushed all three completely into his ass. She began to fuck his ass hard as she kept jerking his. He is certainly a man who knows what he wants. I see that his taste is women is just as good as his taste in clothing.” It was clear to me that she knew that I was only 17, that I was almost completely inexperienced, and utterly out of my element here. She gracefully led me back to an area of the store with bras, panties, and other mainstream garments. She looked at my face and contemplated my coloring, and suggested that I look at dark greens and reds. We spent some time and I picked out. Her mind still wandering to thoughts of Master Paul and wondering what she could do to be with him again. As she lay there, watching the colors dancing on the walls, the speakerphone on the wall clicked on and startled her. ‘Isabella,’ she heard coming from the speaker. It was Master Paul looking for her, calling for her. She sat up on the couch hastily and grabbed her panties from off the floor, trying to put them on while answering him. ‘Yes Master Paul. I am here,’ she replied. Master Paul.