Undoubtedly next shrieks from the other room were loaded with the orgasmic climax. She was just screaming in her pure and steep joy while he was repea...ing for her bitch to take his load up her ass; suddenly oouunnnghhhing with ultra-bliss and heavenly orgasmic obscenities reaching me.Soon they were quiet again for a while; I am sure soaking in the passing orgasm after the lucky guy fucked her in her tight ass and then I heard her slurping on his rod to milk for whatever she thought was left in. As we learn and grow certain patterns emerge that control your actions and reactions a great deal. Many of these are introduced by family, friends and those positions of power and control through experience and words. The strongest of those are always attached to emotion. Fear, pleasure, love and hate control what you do in life, and this brings me to my tale of pleasure, fear, humiliation and hate.My husband and I are free spirited people. Open-minded and inventive describes a number of our. She- Han yar mai akele bohot bore hoti Hun , zyada friend bhi nahi hai mere yahan.Me- mai ajaun wahan ?She- (laughing) tum aakar kya karoge ?Me- tumse mil lunga,tum mujhe delhi ghuma dena.She-Ok ajao.Next day Maine job se 3 din ka off liya and Delhi k liye nikal pada.mai bohot excited tha ki Priyanka se milunga aur use chodne ka plan bnane laga.Delhi pohonchkar maine use call kiya toh usne mujhe apna address btaya.mai uske ghar pohoncha.bell ring kiya aur jaise hi usne darwaza khola mai toh use. Him sitting on his chair comfortably with his cock in my mouth, me kneeled in front of him on the wooden floor.“Do you like the taste?” he asked. I nodded my head with his cock still in my mouth.“Good, now suck kitten. Like you did before”.I started sucking on his cock, the taste of his salty pre-cum started to coat my tongue.I never did this before, but for some reason I knew directly how to do it.Instincts kicked in I guess. I was a born cocksucker.Duddy groaned a bit again like last week, so.