Offering herself. Bunfelt put one hand around her waist, the other on the small of her back. He brought his cock to her hole. Small. So inviting. So t...ght. He edged his cock forward. Pushing. At first his cock met resistance and then… Still wet from her pussy, the head of his cock slipped inside. Lisa gasped. "Lisa," groaned Bunfelt. "Arch your back. Shoulders down, baby." She did as he said and with her back arched, Bumfelt's cock slipped inside her inch by inch until Lisa could feel his balls. I was kind of surprised when I saw her in her skirt and silk blouse. I slowly took her in as she walked to the change room. She had a better body than I could ever imagine. Her skirt came down about mid thigh and you could see every muscle ripple with each step she took. My eyes moved up her flat stomach to her firm breasts that jiggled slightly as she walked. She opened the door and was gone into the changing room.She was in there for about 10 minutes. Which gave me time to calm down a little. So when I put this question to her she told me that the sexual encounters were true but the various details were different. I begged her to describe the story and promised that I will not mind it. In fact she realized that I was very stimulated already. These 2 events happened when Geetha was 19 years old. The first one was during a college festival day when she was backstage helping some friends to rehearse for their drama on stage. During that time she got an urge to urinate but had a 3. “Oh fuck!” She gasped.“Do you want cleaning out?” He asked bringing the hard bristled brush toward her exhausted chest. He looked into her eyes then down at the dial, number 4 still beckoning.“Yes, yes clean me out.” Lara groaned embarrassed by the words as much as her naked suspended state. Her body was betraying her, clit on fire, she didn’t crave sexual release just rescue from this torment.He paused and she begged in a desperate tone fearing he preferred his dial games.“Please fuck me with.