Long black stockings, high heels knee-high boots....btw the sole one the boots where red...sexy....the panties...well, I only saw they were black........and small.....then he went down on her....and I saw she spreaded her legs wide for him....picture yourself your wife....in a black dress.....up around her waist, creamy white tights....with a strangers head down between....elbow high black gloves....the look of a Spanish photo-model with long thick brown hair, a beautiful face, curves like a. By God, I was certainly making her scream and yell, and I was about to give her a fuck that she would never forget for as long as she lived. Beneath me Shanti struggled uselessly against the agony of my sudden forced entry. Though she tried desperately to push my penis out by flexing the muscles within her straining pussy, each throb of her vaginal muscles plowed my ravaging penis even deeper into her wide-split cuntal passage. She could feel my huge sperm-laden balls lying down against the. We had even less of a clue as to how the authorities would now proceed. We could only hope they would act rapidly to address the appalling situation. The thing that bothered me was that there were at least a dozen armed Chechens running about free as birds in England's green and pleasant land. No one had seemed concerned in the slightest by that fact.It was already full dark by the time we pulled up outside the cottage. Heavy cloud cover obscured what moon there was so it was black as ink.. Suddenly she said, “Unni, I always wished to have a guy like U in my life”, I said, ” What for Ammayi”. “I wanted my life partner to be like U, nalla uyaram, sundaran and kurumban (she smiled in a naughty way)”,she replied. “What do U mean by being kurumban”, I exclaimed.At this she gave me a mischievous smile and suddenly put her mouth on mine and started kissing me passionately. I was feeling in heaven though what was happening was unbelievable, She gave her tounge into my mouth and.