He created such exquisite delightful pleasure that Bette was almost delirious with excitement. The unbelievable thrills as that tensed broad tongue ru...bed back and forth across her clitoris. She was tremendously excited now, her hips bucking and humping as she was caught up in the swirling world of furious and overpowering lustful desires. A scream ripped from her and she twisted and squirmed as her body was assaulted by wave after wave of the most intense pleasure.After the intense spasms had. She was clad in black saree and hers was a perfect body to look at. Her body was so milky white and her boobs were a feast to my eyes. We arrived at my place late at night. So I asked her to take the guest room and put her bags and all. I went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat for her and 5 mins into prep she was there. She said that she would help and in one sweep moment she took the pallu of her saree and placed it near her navel. At that moment in time all I could think of was to. If you are extremely horny and just want to read the fucking part and jerk off, then please skip this story, because I’m trying to write this with details and also this is a prologue to my future posts as well, okay? If you have any comments or suggestions feel free to mail me.I’m a sex freak and I got some weird fantasies about sex but it will going to catch your attention via mails because I’ve got enough pussies here. So females also can mail me and I won’t bite and I’m Okay, getting back. I heard a muffled voice say, “Come in” so I opened the door and entered the rather nice looking office.What I saw took my breath away and I felt as though I might faint. I almost ran away but the large man sitting at the desk was ready for that and said one word that froze me in my tracks. That word was a command. “Stay” he said and my feet planted in place. I was shaking all over but obeyed again when he said, “Close and lock the door”.It was Art! My tormentor from Master’s poker night! Art,.