He responded by shifting his hips forward, pushing his cock into my pussy, my hips returning the gesture by moving back and forth. My breath began to ...et shallow, imagining how it looked to others, as we slowly rubbed against each other on the dance floor. I could feel my pussy, soaking wet. God, this was terrible, I was acting like a bitch in heat, but I continued, my pussy rubbing tightly against the straining cock.Michael could feel Jessica responding to his body. It had been a long time. Then Helen leaned over to give him what I expected to be a kiss on the cheek, but it turned into a steamy necking session that ended up fogging up the windows of the car. I don't know if Helen fucked him or not because I'd seen enough and I drove away. Whether she fucked him or not did not matter because the bottom line was that when you are engaged to be married you don't sit in a car with another guy and swap tongues for half an hour. If you can do that you can just as easily fuck the guy. I. My servant giggles as I tell her I don't think I will need to tie them up for their pleasure by me.Marina kneels down between my legs as I relax in my arm-chair and I consider my options as Master.Marina licks my member clean, tasting her own pussy juices. She feels very confident as my servant.Marina takes pride in making me hard again in her mouth as she listens to the details of her duty.Marina fondles my balls with one hand, the other one pulls at her butterfly cunny, plays her pussy.Stella. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I kept on finding myself suddenly thinking about Pallavi,Her sizable choochiyaan and the blonde triangle between her legs, those long erect nipples and her large blue eyes. The moment Pallavi came into my mind my lund would get hard. Having never had any kind of desire for any other woman but my wife, these feelings were new to me. I felt guilty, but I couldn’t stop daydreaming about meeting Pallavi again and what might happen, even though I knew I would.