She was totally shocked about what she saw and was confused as well.Me: Say something, Shruthi.Shruthi: Why would anyone record a video being naked an... put it on the internet? And what were they were doing?Me: No, that was nothing. Just forget what happened and what you actually saw.Shruthi: No no! Seriously, I am so confused about what they were doing. Why did they do something different? I don’t understand why!Me: That is actually how sex is done. Don’t you know?Shruthi: SEX? What is SEX?Me:. .." I will obey your every wish and command." Good girl!" she said gently, pulling me toward her bosom, and kissing me softly on the lips.At that point I was mesmerized: putty in her strong hands. I thought that it might be silly to contradict her about my sex but I was also scared and thrilled at the awakening of childhood fears and fantasies rich with exotic foreboding. My little pecker popped up. For the first time, it seemed, someone was in control of my life. Dad left my upbringing to my. ” After stepping through the door, she took off her FBI jacket and hung it up. Once it was on the rack, Mike made his move. Grabbing Ashley around her waist then picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder. “I’ve been waiting all day for this,” Ashley excitedly said. “Me too, cupcake.” “That’s your nickname for me?” “Oh yes, my FBI friend. You’re a delicious little cupcake and you’re all mine for the taking." Ashley just giggled and asked him what flavor he thought she was. “That’s gonna. Trisha stood up asking if she was like Mrs Dranks “well yes” Roger said but her breasts not as big, may I ask how big you are” “36DD, do you want to feel them”, lifting her t shirt Roger feasted on her breasts “mmmmmmm my mouth on those beauties would not make me a gent” “your son wasn’t either” as she stood in between his legs letting him touch them, then his mouth flicking each nipple with his tongue, Roger slipped his hands onto her hips making Trisha breath heavily, Roger run his hands up.