That was a song he knew well andhe had turned up the volume and started to sing along. When the chorus wasdue he shouted together with the Spice Girls..."I'll tell you what I wantWhat I really, really wantSo tell me what you wantWhat you really, really wantI wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)I wanna, (ha) I wanna, (ha)I wanna really, really, reallyWanna zigazig ah"Jeff stopped painting, dropped the brush onto the table and startedjumping and dancing. The next time the Spice Girls sang the refrain helooked. I said yes, please satisfy me more(avunu nannu inka sukhapettu please). he asked me to lay down and i did that and he spread my legs and seen my bush and said ” hey bitch why dont u shave your pubic hairs”(ossey lanja nee athulu shave chesukovachuga”.i said i’ll do it in the night. he said ok and started fingering my pussy through my bush and after sometime he inserted 3 fingers and fucking me and i’m also enjoying it a lot. i got 4 orgasms by then and getting another one but heavily this time. Sometimes he lay on his back and I sat on it sliding all the way down and then sliding back up. Sometimes I lay on my back and he held my legs up in the air. Just as when I sucked him, in almost every position he made sure he could watch his cock go in and out of my mouth or ass. Sometimes he fucked me slow and gentle and sometimes he’d knock the wind out of me. When he got over-excited and brutal he’d always apologize afterwards and let me decide how to do it the next time. I never got tired. It seemed like an eternity until she spoke. “Well if you want to keep your job boy! You better clean these boots with your tongue" picking up her phone, I watched looking up as she checked her email, ignoring me, I slid my tongue along the toe watching as my saliva made the boot gleam, snaking with each lick along the leather, the smell of the material was making me bulge! My tongue was starting to ache!I had noticed an abnormal bugle in her skirt when she walked in but dismissed it as an.