He did not resist, and his bulge was growing and growing much larger. I holding on to him and caressing on his shaft over his pant till we reached our...house. It was late and we went home. When I reached the house it was locked. I opened it with a duplicate key and went in side. My husband had left a letter on the centre table saying that he had to go to Delhi on an urgent tour which was decided only in the late evening, and he would be back after a week. I showed it to Bajaj and asked to come. The professor gets down on the floor and into position. I step behind him and kneel down. I put my right index finger up to the professor’s sphincter and move it around the edges. I put pressure in the center a bit before I pull my finger away. Without telling the professor what I am about to do I lean in and lick his sphincter. His butt contracts and relaxes. I bring my finger back and push it in to the first knuckle. The professor’s ass is tight. I pull my finger out and push it back. When she was comfortable and devoid of any other thoughts, he asked her to imagine the deepest desires that aroused her.Savita had only one desire. It was getting pounded like a whore. In her head, she was with Ashok but dressed in nothing but a loose cloth and her wedding necklace. Ashok walked toward her and gently kissed her wide juicy lips.He had undressed her so fast that even she hadn’t noticed it. His palms were on her plump melons. Gopal was concentrating on her expressions. Even though. You want to be my slave, and Marks as well. You want nothing more than to fulfill whatever filthy, depraved acts we can imagine. Yes, I want that, Mistress, Sam breathed, trembling before Mary. She glanced at me, swallowed. How may I please you, Master? Strip. Sam wasted no time following my command. She pulled off her t-shirt, some indie band Ive never heard of, then she shimmed out of her comfortable jeans. Next to her, Mary pulled her sundress over her head, revealing her beautiful, naked.