.(maine mann he mann mein socha ki iska penis chus leta hu or jaldi se isko yha se bhejta hu) maine usse kaha thik hai main tumhra penis chusunga leki...n vada kro ki tum mere sath zabardast nhi kroge kisi bhi chez ki usne kaha thik hai main vada krta hu..Fir maine usse kaha jao jaa kar fresh ho jao wo bola thik hai or fir mere samne he apne kapde utarne laga or poora nude ho gya (uska badan hata kata or poore sharir mein baal the uska penis bhot lamba tha karib 9inch hoga)Fir wo bola bathroom. I moved up the bed to lie next to her as she recovered. We lay silently for a few minutes and then she said that it was probably my turn. She moved and started to lick my knob and taste my pre cum. I was expecting just to be given a blow job, but she then completely surprised me by moving over my body and lowering her pussy onto my cock. I looked at her, and she told me not to worry as she was on the pill, and the spermicide on condoms gave her rashes and she didn’t want to go home to her. "One pouted with an upset frown on her cute face."Yes, sir. Only making her welcome... We're sorry we went too far..."Another pouted as she scratched her arm like a little child that's just been told off."It's not me you need to apologise to."He told them.They all turned to me, bowing their heads as though they were feeling great shame."Sorry, miss."They all said in unison."Um, OK, n-no problem, I guess. ...I uh, I appreciate you being so welcoming."I replied, confused by it all, and offered. " Maybe I'll just have to spend more time in Richmond this year," Marty commented dryly. "I can do that-for you. Personally, I think you're worth it." Oh, darling. Can you? That would be so cool." If you promise to keep me out of the 'society' stuff... I hate 'socializing'. It's a bunch of snobs who never worked an honest day in their lives trying to impress each other. Who needs it?" Neither you nor I, darling. But sometimes the contacts are important, when I need to butter up a horse show.