Know your local laws, don't readthis if it is i*****l. This is a story - not real-life. Safe sex is notused in this story, but you should use it in yo...r life.* This is how part one ended * As he drove his cock into me again and again and again... hammering myass with all the physical power he possessed, grunting with effort, hisface contorted with erotic exertion panting and driving and jamming into mecumming great heaving jolts. Hot white jettisoning man juice fills me, Ifeel it, again. She stepped around the partial wall dividing the shower area from the rest of the room, and turned one of the many handles on the wall. Warm water began flowing from the nearest shower head.A minute or two later, steam is beginning to rise from her feet. As the heat relaxes her tense musculature, she lets her mind focus only on the sound of the falling water. A short while later, the meditative silence in her thoughts was broken abruptly by the squeak of the door swinging open. The sound of. Wese me apne baare me bta du , mera rang dudh sa hai or meri height 5 feet 6 inch hai .Me slim hu or bht sundar bhi .Me unse baat krte hue kitchen me khana bnane ja rahi thi tbhi unhone mujhe hatho se pakad liya or bola , kya liza kaha ja rahi ho dear . Hume aaj bahar khana khayenge or unhone mujhe betha diya .Me phir tyar hone chali gayi and ek deep neck blouse and net wali saree pehni . Mere pati ko deep neck blouses pasand hai so me wese hi silwati hu blouses. Phir hum khane gaye. "Let me get your money," she sounded nervous, maybe even a little afraid. I could see the two of them standing a couple of feet away, with Diane's back to me. She had dropped her towel and her wallet and was bending over to retrieve her wallet. The guy hadn't taken his eyes off Diane's body and now was moving in her direction. “Here. Is twenty enough?” she asked as she pulled the towel to cover herself. She was struggling to cover her boobs and her womanhood, but was losing the battle. "I'll.