She let out a wee scream, “Aaah!” I then started pounding her like hers was the last pussy on planet earth.The sound of my balls slapping against ...er juicy pussy lips was in sync with her moans and grunts as the aroma of her juices and our sweat filled up the room.We were both losing control of our bodies, bit by bit. I could feel her squeezing tight on my cock and I was getting closer by the second. She probably sensed my cock throbbing, and called out to me,“Come for me, Krish! Fill me. Immediately, the man withdrew his step and raised his hands once more. ‘Who are you?’ Rene demanded, her French accent lingering in her voice. She was surprised she was able to recall the teachings from her mother so quickly. The queen insisted her daughter be fluent in Spanish, Italian and English. The man seemed impressed at the quick turn of tongue and his green eyes twinkled with curiosity. His lips curved into a smirk and he lowered his hands as he answered. ‘I am Blake. May I have the. This girl was learning fast.The other time I thought was truly incredible was the night she dressed up as a “high school girl” in her east coast private girls school uniform. She put her hair in cute pigtails that made her look like she was in grade 9 or 10. She had on black and white saddle shoes with knee high white stockings. Her skirt was a red tartan pleated mini and she had on a tight fitting crisp white blouse. Not only did she dress up for me, but she made up an entire fantasy. She straightened up and stood there, topless in the dimly lit shop...bare breasted and bare bellied in front of this horrible fat man...her hands over breasts, covering her huge brown nipples from the gaze of the man."Ohhhhhhhhhh!" he "Drop your hands girl, do you think I have never seen the breast's of a woman before?" he snapped.My wife stood there and slowly lowered her hands to her sides, her breasts thrust out. Her breasts are large and heavy, yet stand out quite a way from the ribcage..