You suck my clit into your mouth, flicking it lightly with the tip of your tongue. My whole body begins to shake. Bringing one of your hands back u... to my tits, you squeeze them as your other hand moves to my pussy and you press a finger inside as your tongue continues to work it's magic on my clit. It feels so amazing to have you touching me. As your pace increases, the pressure builds up and my pussy walls start to convulse around your fingers but your tongue doesn't let up. My back arches. " And neither of those things happened," she grinned. "Breakfast?" Why not?" I said.We went to breakfast together, then took our own cars out to the site to do our respective jobs. She had lunch catered in for her class, and I took my technician out to a local diner for mine. As far as anybody could tell from our activities, we were just like the day before. After work, though, as I was driving back toward town, my cell phone rang. Brenda."Hi," I said. "What's up?" You. Me. Dinner. An old movie. .Uska naam kusuma h..41 saal umar h uski..Dikhne mein khas nhi h hight 5.2 h par uske sasir pura bhara hua h..Boobs h 38 inch k(bra dekhi h uski maine),kamar 34 inch ki h or gaand km se km 40 inch ki hogi..To ab khani start krte h..Baat tb ki h jab mere muasi ki shadi mein hume delhi jana tha..Train raat ki thi to mere pita ji hume chhodne aaye the..Train raat 11 bje ki thi station pr koi bheed bhaad nhi thi..Humri train late aayi thoda..Hum log coach mein chadhe to dekha to poora dibba khali. Wondering if you’re my perfect slave. I bend down and say.“Slave, you’re making me wet, by just watching you squirm.” I whisper into your ear.I start to whip you hard! Whipping your rock hard cock, your chest, and your feet. You moan with pleasure and pain. You try and yell but the gag gets in your way of words. I laugh in pleasure of you struggling. “Oh now slave, if you want the gag to come off you just need to obey me, ok?” I say.“Yes mistress, I do” you try and say.“Ok, now slave, don’t.