“Oh God yesss…” she moaned, breathless. She could almost feel his face between her thighs; the gloriously coarse sensations of his unshaven face...first thing in the morning nuzzling into her sweet sex; the way his tongue would dive into her as he sucked her clit and brought her just out of reach of climax time and time again. “Mmm, Sir, I need you so badly! Oooh God, please Nathan, fuck me!”She was so close, but, still she lacked something to make her feel satisfied. Melanie’s legs quivered as. I imagined resting it on the floor, crouching down over it, guiding it to my pussy and sinking down, impaling myself on the plastic treat, making my every nerve fire in ecstasy. My body was pulsing in anticipation as I dug a couple of fingers inside my pussy, stretching, helping my hole to juice-up. I was ready. Through the cold surge of an adrenaline rush, I felt my smouldering need explode. His toy, inside me. As the hard surface pressed in bluntly, I wondered at what I was trying: it was. It was over seven thick inches and straight as an arrow surrounded by a thick patch of kinky black hair. He saw that I was kneading my cock. “My name’s Randy,” he said in a whisper. “Hi, Randy,” I responded, “my name is Bob. I’d shake your hand but I can see that you’re busy.” He chuckled at my stupid joke and then sat back in his chair so I could get a good look at his cock. In a place like that, normal social conventions fly right out the window so I wasn’t the least bit hesitant to. Wo bhi sayad isliye baitha hai kyun ki wo humen dekh paye.Nisha: Sach ?Minu: Haan , jab main uthi thi to dekhi thi ki wo muht maar raha tha paint mein hath daal ke, hamare taraf hi dekh kar.Nisha: Ye young ladke,inka lund to humen aise hi dekh ke khada ho jaye, aur abhi to hum bikni mein hain. Kya karega bechara.Muthiya lene de use.Minu: Maine kahan roka hai, maine jaise hi use dekha sayad darr ke hath bahar nikal usne. Aur abhi chup chap baitha hai.Nisha: Chal uski help karte hain, Husband ko.