. oh fuck." my dick was finally hitting bottom and I slowly pulled half way out and pushed back in...."that's it mother fucker....take your bitch the ...ay you want to." I really wanted to ram her as hard as possible but I wanted her to enjoy this feeling. "you are my bitch now aren't you." I said. "of course, and you can take me anytime you want." Nadine managed to find the washcloth again.....put it in her mouth and she was really having wonderful orgasms. I felt those contractions on my dick.. Looks like he was looking for this. He tried to feel me. I said,-but you cannot touch my pussy or my ass, okay?--deal-He then kissed me, and started exploring me.It was dark around. He slid his hand into my coat and squeezed my right boob a few times. Then he slid his hand into the sari jacked and bra and started squeezing my right boob, pinching my nipple as well. When I came here, this could have made me scream in pleasure but now i had much adapted to it. I could remain silent and enjoy it.. Good morning Mrs Abbot, I'm Scott Waters from 'The Free Water Ways'. You phoned about poor drainage?" I spoke to her, trying not to come across as a creep since I just spent a few seconds admiring her beauty."Oh yes, good you're here" she smiled opening up her door wider. "Please come in" she offered as she took a step back and invited me in. I stepped into her house and there was a very sweet smell. I have been in a fair few houses and this was one of the best. It smelt of a summers evening. “Touch it then baby,” I said, and she did. This beautiful ‘Kashmiri girl’ tenderly ran the long fingers of her soft right hand all over my pulsing 8” erection. I looked down. My cock-head was leaking clear pre-cum. Maryam looked fascinated. She continued stroking it as though it was a fragile tapestry, or tiny treasured pet. There was a spellbound expression on her face.Her left hand cupped my now dully aching balls. She squeezed them tenderly. I heard myself groan loudly: “Oh yeah, yeah baby;.