I watched intently, as he pushed his two thumbs onto the pubic bone above her cavern and after flicking over her ass hole, pushed his tongue deep into...the dark corners."Men are obsessed with the clitoris," she often said. "It's what is spoken about, where the focus is but I like my pussy to be filled, first with tongue and then, cock.A warm tongue feels so luxurious in there, sliding along the sides, the tip edging deeper and deeper, making me wet and hot in that most intimate place - just. ” She begged.“Please what?”“Please let’s go home. I’ll do whatever you want!”He pretended to consider. “Nope” He went back to tormenting her nipples.She moaned as his lips roamed down her body. Behind them, they heard a dog barking, and froze as the jogger passed within a few feet of them. His fingers felt her growing wetness. “Well, well, well”, he growled, “what have we here? You like the thought of getting caught don’t you, you little slut?”“No….” she moaned, “Don’t….”Shane whispered. The usual immature stuff, "beached whale", "Michelin woman", I knew that if I wanted to get anywhere with Justine, I had absolutely no competition whatsoever. Over the next few months she had proven herself in the office, and everyone who was fat-shaming her had calmed down. We began working more closely together, and eventually I was assigned to an account that she had brought on, so we were working together at least 3-4 hours a day. After a week, the conversation between us became more. It was many folds exciting than my original ‘fulsojjya’ (Suhagraat) with Joy’s father.I was thoroughly enjoying my second innings as a freshly wedded wife. For Indian women, the suhagraat is of utmost importance, and lucky me – savoring two of them in my single life.Joy rustled away my petticoat to reveal my sexy lacy dark red panties. He felt my long from the ankles to the thighs and murmured, “Your legs are so soft and supple and yet so well-toned.” His hands roaming on my thighs, aggravated.