Main- chala jayega pura ka pura pr thoda dard hoga bs uske bad maza ayega. Fir maine use apni oor khicha aur kiss karne laga aur uski chuchi dabane la...a wo jor jor se saans lene lagi aur bahut garm ho gai. Wo mera lund sahla rahi thi. Mera lund uske pura dono hath ke muthi me v ni aa raha tha. Fir maine use apna lund chusne ko kaha to raji ho gai pr mera lundUske muh me ni ja pa raha tha to wo aise hi chatne lagi aur pas me rakha sahad le kr lund pe lagane lagi aur main apna muh uske chut le. I had sensed that Roger might just be an exception.I immediately felt comfortable while talking with Roger. We talked, joked and even flirted with each other for over an hour before Roger asked me about what I found sexy and sensual. He inquired if I liked the idea of bondage or discipline –and I did admit to sharing some positive fascination about it. Roger got me to admit that I had a submissive side. I confessed that I did like it when a guy takes “charge.” Roger was so persuasive yet so. Hardly the hottest of tart material." Ageist!" exclaimed Julie. "What about Joan Collins? She's in hereighties, and still looks fabulous!" Well, yes," I conceded. "But Joan Collins doesn't live at Golden Days.Anyway, what exactly have you got for me? Can I see it?" Not yet," Julie answered, mischievously. "I'm keeping it until tomorrowas a surprise."The three of us passed the evening playing Scrabble, though my mindwasn't fully on the game. Visions of Ruth's party at Golden Days onSunday kept. .."Right ontime!," she said, clapping her hands happily; "Hang on...It'll be over injust a minute!" "What are you talking about!?," I said through my pain,listening in wonder to a voice that was not mine coming out of my mouth. My body suddenly spasmed with uncontrollable shakes, but a pleasant tinglysensation that had started deep inside me began to grow in intensity andspread to my skin and extremities. I threw back my head as Brenda watched,and I was astonished to find that my hair was.