She scowled disapprovingly while I bit my lip in fear. She stared easily as I averted my eyes, desperate to see her and afraid to see her judgement. I...shifted from foot to foot. "Is that a tee shirt?" Her tone was almost accusatory. "Yes." "'D'joo sleep in it?" Not an accusation. A deliberate poke. Goading me. "Uh huh." "Wearing a bra?" "No, not yet," I began to explain, but was cut off. "Take off the tee. Show me your tits." The words had a finality in them, as though she was about to win an. What I was going to do, not that I had any choice, still disgusted me. I tried to empty my mind as I did when I was sexually servicing the males, but there an oddly voyeuristic feeling that I needed to witness what I was about to do, and I could not close my eyes. I noticed her shaven mons, and then my tongue lashed out to lick her. She didn’t react as I thought she should, so I moved my tongue back, using a bit more force this time, increasing the friction. I got more of a reaction that way. I. As she had also same issue and all resolved when she had NSA with nice guy and she gave me his details and contacts. I took some time, thought and decided I will go for this, One fine day I rang the number and first time I could not talk to him, again I called and hang up, now I got call from that person and he said this is Ashish and very nice polite voice asked who is this? I got call from this number? Is there any help required? Instead of talking I hang up again and messaged in what’s app,. Nick lowered himself behind Megan’s ass. He forcefully rammed his big cock back into Megan as she let out an intense moan. He fucked her very hard from behind as the sound of pounding flesh could be heard throughout the house. “Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me harder!” Megan cried out as she felt every inch of Nick’s big cock penetrate deeply into her swollen pussy. It was a short while later when Megan once again squirted hard all over Nick’s cock. Nick now wanted to take it to another level..