I looked up towards her.I thought she was observing me thoroughly hitherto.She pushed a remote button and it was BACH , my favourite. The whole room s...emed to be an arena, two opposite sex with terrible mind set was sitting there,enjoying the silence of music and serenity,looking towards each other,setting eye contact.She: I suppose you are well aware of Bach. And I have no doubt that you are romantic fool.I always protedted, even with some of my family members,who tried to misjudge my love by. Take it completely and let your soft moist lips and tongue suck my hard dick. The idiot had ruined my makeup and his filthy smell was all over me.I again got a shower and redid the makeup. I was now all ready in a the bluish pink chiffon saree wrapped around my body, wearing only the panty.I slowly walked in the room where Jatin and Ravi were drinking. They were amazed to see the hot babe in the saree walk in with chilled juicy pans.I took one pan and put it in Jatins mouth, with slowly rubbing. Frantically, she began to jerk me off with her free hand. "Just finishing up, Dr. Jones," she called out over my shoulder.I found the whole situation pretty sexy. Sort of like screwing your girlfriend while her father is watching television in the next room. I tried to hold back, just to tease Angela, but in less than a minute I was shooting my load into those tissues. I rocketed a dozen shots of cum into Angela's palm. Unfortunately, she wasn't using enough tissues so Angela ended up with a. Burn didn't blame the fat man for being in his current state. If the situation were reversed and it was his pictures of is wife with another man's cock buried in her every orifice he would be apoplectic too. Burn had never made it that far with a dame to be truly able to emphasize with the fat man. His problem wasn't them straying into another man's arms instead it was his inability to keep a bottle out of his mouth."Listen, Lou, I know it looks bad," Burn said flatly like a doctor telling a.