Wo thda garam ho gayi. Usne mujhe kiss karte karte bed room ko le ayi . Mein ek hath mein uski chuchi daba raha tha ar dusra mein uski chut ko pant ki...upar se sala raha tha. Usne uski madhos ki awaz men kehene lagi, “Dev nujhe aaz esa chudai chahie jo mera chut ki sari pani nikal jae. Chod chod ke mera chut fad do. Meri othon ko kha lo ar meri chuchi ko raga ragad ke uski garmi khatma kar dalao”Mein uski ye bat sun kar madhos hogaya. Usne mera shirt kholdia ar merapuri sarir ko chatne lagi.. I writhed and slid my fingers into her long silky hair. I panted and groaned, and tried to push her away, but i didn't want to. I wanted more of this. I closed my eyes and felt my orgasm sliding over me. I wanted her, i wanted so much more of her. I had been in this same position in Hubby's arms so recently, but it was so different. I wanted her, i wanted so much more. I knew what i had been doing was so very, very, wrong.She and i were equals not like i was with Hubby. He was my Master, she. They also exchanged photos of women bound in various combinations of rope decoration along with pictures, diagrams and instructions of how to tie the patterns.For six months Charlie and I have been meeting once, sometimes twice a month in a studio that no one except us knew he had. When Marla had told me she had a request from a client for a tall women who would agree to be tied up, I'd hesitated at first. Being tied to a bed and fucked for two hours would be okay, but... One never knew with. You are curled up with your back to me and your knees drawn up. I am hugging you from behind and I have one hand across your breast, holding gently and feeling the firm softness and the tingle I get from touching your nipple. This is SO intimate that I feel my staff growing and getting hard. It slips between your cheeks and lies there, awaiting your response, right at the entrance to the centre of your sex. You move sleepily and open slightly, so that my other hand now slips between your legs.