I get my hand nice and soaked too.Then I pinch all my fingers together into a point and slide without warning up inside her opening. She starts squeal...ing and thrashing about, her legs kicking wildly. But it’s no use, she can barely move. My painted blue fingernails disappear inside her. One knuckle deep, then two. A squelching sound as her lips are forced open, forced to take the little fingers. Three knuckles deep and she’s straining, pussy stretched out painfully. I back out, then wiggle. He let his mind drift to the real purpose of the day – after all, whilst a bass would be a bonus, he had bigger fish to fry. Well, fuck. Dear god, he thought, if she knew he’d thought of her and fish in the same sentence she’d never forgive him. Instead, he busied himself making their al fresco lounge ready. By the time she had reached him, he had already spread out the blanket, purposely hidden in the first tiers of the marram grass, shielded from distant prying eyes, and was standing there. A few weeks later she brought up the subject and asked me how my search for her lover was going and that she was loosing faith in my ability to deliver. I told her that she only had to ask, I had a young married client named Walter coming into town and he had asked for some excitement while he was here.I told her I arranged for him to meet a hot girl in the lounge of the hotel and that girl was planned to by you if you are still up for it. I gave her a description of him and the next day called. 1000 for an hour. Kissing Rs. 200 extra, and you have to use a condom.” Being a Gujarati, I had to negotiate. I brought down the price to Rs. 700 for 45 minutes of sex and kissing.Safiya removed her dress, and I removed my clothes. She came near me, and we started kissing. I fucked Safiya in various positions for half an hour, after which I came. We were lying on the bed and talking.Safiya: So Karan, what do you do?Me: I am a traveler. What do you do apart from sex?Safiya: I work at a spa, and.