Her long brown hair, pale skin and pretty hazel eyes complemented her warm smile- her braces lined along her white teeth gave her a cute look when she...grinned, although reminded him how young she was. Her figure, however, was definitely that of a woman. Her E cup boobs were made even more prominent by her slim waist and perky ass- her silhouette was the perfect contour.Chelsea came to the house Mondays and Thursdays. Mondays, John was in the office, but on Thursdays he liked to work from home.. “Can I get a look at how she’s doing?”“Don’t trust me now, do you?” Mike teased. “I just want to watch the show, that’s all.” Astrid shrugged. “Follow me, my friend.” Mike rose to his feet. He walked up to the door and opened for Astrid. “After you.”As Astrid followed Mike down the stairs from fifth floor to the basement, Astrid was greeted with the obscene sights of women being fucked in crudely erected cubicles at every level she passed. Finally, Mike brought her to a steel door leading to. She is fiercely independent, but pretends to be dominated by me, a pretense that I can easily see right through. Instead, she adapts to a sexual situation, enhancing it for the both of us.With Aimee, making love is more like Thanksgiving: quiet and slow; tender and almost leisurely. She gave me her mind, and allowed me free access to her mind and her body. When our minds and bodies merged, we would react in ways that would drive us together more and more frantic, until the two of us reached. Due to this, my cock was again moving in her hands. She was kind of giving me . But she didn’t leave my dick and kept holding it with a firm grip.I pulled down Srishti’s shorts and completely removed them. She laid there in the bed, covering her face with a pillow. I then got up and went beside her legs and spread them. She didn’t resist but covered her face with a pillow. I sat between her legs and went down on her.For the first time, I touched her pussy with my tongue. The taste of her pussy.