The form continued and drew his hands up the inner and outer sides of one leg, down it and switched to the other. 'His' palm seemed to be rough, stron... but calloused and it almost hurt to feel him approaching the already saturated velvety panties she wore, beneath her pink cotton dress. 'His' thumb lovingly caressed her clit through the fabric in a strict, focused, laborious motion, working his wrist and hand to stimulate her. The smoothness of her sluttiest panties and the underlying sandpaper. I come back into our room with a tray of items of course she can’t see what’s on the tray. I set the tray down and on it there is a bowl of crushed ice and a pair of scissors. I grab the scissors and walk over to my pet, which at this point is trebling with excitement. I come over to my pet and stand in front of her, with the scissors in hand I start to remove each button on her shirt one at a time starting from the bottom. She has been wondering what’s going on then she feels he shirt. Ghar par koi v nehi tha.. Maine pucha tumhare husband??To wo boli k uske husband saal me ek baar hi ate hain Kyonki baki time wo ship me hote hain kyon k wo merchant Navy me hain… Fir wo coffee Bana k layi.. Aur Hum coffee peene lage.. Fir achanak se hi usne mujhe pucha k us din itni Der tak kya dekh Rahe the khidki se..Mujhe thoda sharm ane laga. Maine kaha Kuch nei bas aise hi…..wo puchne lagi kya aise hi.. Tum to mujhe dekh Rahe the.. Par kyon dekh Rahe the..?? Mai Kuch bol nehi paya..wo. .. I fit so well in you... your cunt is so juicy... I love my cock inside you..."Marsdale reached behind her and snapped the lights back on in his study. Instantly, the scene in the adjoining bedroom was blotted out, and she realized that one of the properties of a one-way mirror was that the viewer be in semi-darkness.Reaching up behind her, Clay gripped the zipper of her dress and pulled, down smoothly. Then, grasping the hem of her dress he began to pull the garment over her head"Not.