.Jb iccha hote hai toh kya karte ho tum ? Maine kaha k kaise iccha ? Woh sharmaya aur dhere se kaha se sex ki iccha .Ab mere sb smjh me aa gyaa tha k ...oh mujh se kya chahta hai, woh ak gay tha mins gaandu tha, maine in k bare me suna toh tha, aur padha bhi tha par zindagi me pahali baar mera un se samana hua tha, maine kaha k tumhe kya chahiye .Woh bola k tum mere khujli mita do . . Aur yeh keh kar woh apna hath mere pant ki zip par ragadne laga .Main use rokna chahta tha par pata nahi maine. "Gift wrapped, like a present to her husband, boyfriend, whatever, but we got there first" he said, burying his face into her warm crotch, breathing in her nectar. He pulled away, fingering through her panties, before, pulling them to the side, his finger entering her cunt. Russell and Tony had wasted no time, and were kneeling either side of her head, taking turns in fucking her mouth, while fondling her tits, still in her bra. The boss, now finger fucking her roughly with two fingers, was. Carson, I thought I heard you ask for coffee, if you want me too I can go get the tea!!!" My dinner's already been ruined by your incompetence," she snapped while turning her attention back to her husband, "what do you think I should do with her, I'm at my wits end!?!" Laurel Grant stood silently next to the table while her boss up braided her, and much to her horror, Nick Carson suggested that she should be spanked!!!"You wouldn't dare," Laurel exclaimed while shrinking away from the table,. ) So…The next day was a Saturday morning. I asked her more questions. This time, it was in a form of a introductory paragraph in English class. That freaking long. I’m sorry, I needed to know. So, I disguised the question with my own ingenuity and she answered it. She pretty much told me everything sexually that happened to her, including her count. And a little tutorial in the female genitalia during sex. Which is always useful. (I even gave her a little sexy nickname after this, which she.