I decide to hold off and lift my hands up to his stomach and start to push away so I can catch my breath. As his cock slides from my mouth I feel it p...lling from my throat, across my tongue and finally past my lips. He pulls away a little and a large string of saliva still connects his head to my tongue. It’s such a hot sight, but my throat feels raw and the urge to cough overtakes me so I lower my head. When I lift my head he's got his small compression shorts completely off. He's holding. Fir unhone mere taraf dekhte hue kaha.Maa: Bhuk lagi hai na? Dekho maine pehle tumari sex ki bhook shant kiya aab main tumhe khana khilaungi.Maine chupchap sir se haa ka ishara kiya. Fir unhone mujhe khilana suru kiya. Mujhe badmashi sujhi. Aur jab mujhe khila rahi thi tab maine unke kamar pe chimti kata.Maa: Unhone kaha! Shaitan! Abhi tak teri badmashi khatam nahi hua?Kehkar thali ko side mein rakhkha aur mujhe kiss karne lagi. Maine aakhe band karke sirf unki hoothon ki garmahat ko pina suru. "You have a lot of work to do yet, Mary Johnson. You walk like alinebacker in those heels, not a woman. Try again. Walk like this,"and she demonstrated how she wanted me to walk. "Cross one foot infront of the other, almost like you were walking a tightrope.That'll give your walk a very feminine look. See how it makesmy hips sway? Men like that. Go ahead."I did as she told me. I crossed one foot in front of the other,and walked in the heels across the room, then back. The combinationof the. He could tell she was loaded with milk too, so now was the time to taste her. If she was as good as he thought, and he could talk her round to it, she'd be a real hit at the Club in the big city and he'd be in for another nice commission.Chet's girls were always in high demand, his eye for the shape of a breast as well as the flavour of their milk always told the Club members that a "Chet girl" was worth sampling."Ooh", Lisa moaned simply as her breast was coaxed, "mmm, that's lovely Chet. Do.