Lagbhag aadhe ghante ke bad usne call kiya or hamari bate suru ho gayi ..kuch din u hi bate hoti rahi or hamare bich me sari bate suru ho gayi..maine ...se i love u kaha or usne accept kar liya…fir humne nonveg baate suru kar di phone par…ek din maine use milne ko kaha to wo mana karneLagi par mere force karne par man gayi tueday ka din tha..usne mujhe apne ghar bulaya uske ghar me wo or uska ek chota bhai or uski mummy thi bas…mummy bhi dusre city me job karti thi or bhai stdy karta tha…wo us. Like a molten cavern of cream.....pressing around the head.Your eyes are closed and a subtle smile is crossing your lips. Inch by inch I press forward....filling you until I have no more to offer. I clench my glute muscles and make my cock "jump/twitch" deep inside you. A small moan escapes your lips as I feel you raise your hips in search of another inch to fill your aching lust.I pull out and again....slowly inch myself back inwards....taking barely a second less then the first time. EAch. Won't you come in and we can discuss the matter," he said. He stepped back and held the door for her. Melanie came in and he walked with her to a small office off the living room. "Please Ms. Chambers, won't you have a seat," he said. He took his seat behind the desk and looked up her rental records."Yes, it says here you work at Martha's Restaurant as a waitress. Is that still correct?" he started."Yes, Sir." And you have been living here at Meadow Lands apartments for six years now, is that. ”Vicky’s eyes widened with mock indignation as I continued.“I’ll fetch you another glass of wine, then, when it seems a decent time to slip away, why don’t you walk over to my place with me and you can show me whatever you bought from Ann Summers?”“Ooooh, would I get to see your truncheon?” she asked innocently.“Yes, my equipment is at home,” I replied, playing along.“I’d like to see your equipment, especially your helmet,” she giggled, raising one eyebrow.I took two glasses of wine from a.