What’s sauce for the goose.. she thought, and wet the tip of her finger with saliva, before poking it up to the first knuckle into his anus, causing... Glen’s cock to twitch as if he’d been briefly electrocuted. In response, he took her right testicle between his lips, biting down gently, as he thrust his middle finger up her arse to the first knuckle. Things were now getting frantic, and Glen pumped Anna’s small cock for all he was worth, and she gripped his balls whilst pistoning her mouth. He had me do thisover 20 times to get use to the idea. And he said he wouldtell me when to use them, but I was to keep a supply in mypurse.My ability to apply make-up had become quite good. Iwas surprised and could not figure out why this had been soeasy. Putting on stockings had been more difficult. I hadtorn several pair early on. His instructions (Sir Cock, theonly name I knew) became more and more frequent and exact.Only garters and stockings, dangling earrings, sanitary padsto be worn when. I turned around and kissed him under the shower’s spray.“You sonuvabitch!” I growled at him.“What?” he said with a devilish smile. “I wasn’t hurting you, was I?”I wrapped my arms around his back and squeezed him to me. “Hell no!” I shouted. “That was so fucking hot, you almost made me squirt!”When we were finished in the bathroom, I picked up the bottle of lube and took Napoleon’s hand as we walked back out to the bed. I set the bottle of lube down on the night table and told him to lie down.. We kiss each other for few min & we went to home next day we meet again (I was wearing black cotton night pant & pink top & red jacket on it)A-let’s try some beer again I have to much funM-oo really (giving him a naughty smile)P-ok let’s have some beer .This time I sit behind Pratik he started driving roughly so I hug him .we reach beer bar they bring three bottle & we went to same place we started drinkingPratik-you was dam hot last nightM- Really?? ThanksA-you are always hotM-shut up you.