She fought hard to think about other things. Even that didn’t help as her other thoughts were about Dimpy moaning as she was getting fucked by Rahul...After a lot of struggle and half an hour later, she managed to put a lid on her sexual urge. She went off to sleep only to be woken up by another constant banging sound at 5 AM.Gayatri woke up and found that another lady had caused the banging. It was still dark. But Gayatri could see her clearly, wearing a shiny saree with heavy make-up and red. Dressed in only a sports bra and bloomers she stole from her sister. Every strike and kick did wonderful things to her body showing off features just like her sister. But while her sister simply kept in shape, she truly trained. She boasted a strong fit body. She finally stopped drenched in sweat, her body worn out. I watched a bead of sweat drip down her neck to her breast and loved what I saw. Finally, I moved on to the last of them all.They were in their room with the door locked, watching a. . I don't know... goopy. Sometimes it's vaguely salty, and sometimes it has a touch of a metallic aftertaste, which isn't pleasant. I've found a slice of lemon straight after does the trick! But honestly, it's not bad, and certainly not bad enough to detract from the whole point. Which is, it's his essence. It's his lifeblood, his ecstasy. At that moment, when I swallow him down, I know I have pleased him. I know. "Mmmmmmm..." I squirmed, running my fingernails over my breast. Johan's snoring. Her hair was long and dark and worn in a tight ponytail. Her eyes were Brown and she’d often been told she looked like Gal Gadot but with big tits.She was nearly done and ready to go home to her husband Steve who would be home from work at the call centre by now. But she needed a sit down to rest her feet. She found a nearby bar and went in. As soon as she entered the whole place ground to a halt. It was full of men she’d describe as chavs and all were staring at her. She went to the bar and.