I might as well I'm here aren't i. Jane took my hand and lead me to the bedroom as i was walking upstairs i said i thought you had a husband, i lied i...have a wife but she is away on a works trip and this was my 1st time out alone seeing if i could pull and it looks like i did..hahaha..Jane took my pants down and started to suck my cock and play with my balls i had never had this done to me before by a bloke or should i say a TV, she/he was bloody good at it she was really working the balls and. Usne kaha ki main itni der se issi pal ka intezaar kar rha huin. Wo utha aur oil ki bottle laya. Phele mainne oil apne lund pe lagaya aur phir uski gaand pe. Main utha aur uski gaand ke pass gaya. Dheere se ungli dali too wo cheekha ahhh mainne uski gaand thodi si aur gilli ki aur ungli pheri usko bada maza aaya.Phele ek ungli se phir do ungliyon se uski gaand mari aur wo bas yahi keh rha tha aaahhhaaahh give me more fuck me fuck me please fuck me. Ab wo lund ke liye taras rha tha aur main usse. She moaned as i sucked her tongue and playing it with my tongue, our saliva going back and forth exchanging places while i probed her body touching her at her back, shoulders, waist, ass, upper thighs and breasts i pulled from her kiss and started kissing her neck and around shoulders and upper chest planting a lot of kisses, “oooohhhhh maa” she moaned again. It told me that she was enjoying it, but in between she kept going back to saying, “oh no kama, we should not do this, please stop,. We took turns playing the role of dominant, of course, but I think I know when the crossroad was reached. One evening, Yvette telephoned me and "ordered me" to be waiting at the door of my apartment, naked and kneeling. When she arrived, and I'll never forget this, she was wearing skin tight, black leather pants, a black bustier and black spike heels. She walked into my apartment like she owned it, like she owned ME! I was then made to crawl behind her and she finally made me kiss that.