Ahhhh teri is chudasi chut ko fad ke halwa bana dunga haramjadi..Kabi itna bda loda khaya he” usne apne sand jese lode k traf ishara krte hue kaha.....Uska loda bhot bada tha use dekte h me sihar gyi pr hinmat krke kaha “Mera bf b 35 sal ka he,mardo ki trah chodta he muje”Ye sunkar makan malik hasne lag gya or kaha “Randi hum tuje mardo k trah nhe janwaro k trah chodenge,tere sare chhedo me bs hamara peshab or viry bhara hoga”Or iske pehle k me kuch samaj pati usne apna loda hat me lia or meri. I couldn’t fuck her for long--or as Dr. White corrected me, “have intercourse.” I knew I’d cum if I kept going, so I pulled out and replaced my penis with my tongue, reaching both hands up to each grab hold of a nipple. I slowly slid snaked my tongue up and down her pussy, stopping occasionally to suck her cunt lips into my mouth and chew lightly on them. Her arched back, fairly steady groans, and the way she gripped my head with her thighs told me I was doing this right.I lifted my face for a. It left a bad taste in his mouth.The trip to the whorehouse had not been easy. He had been nervous about asking for directions. He had thought a dozen times about turning around and returning to the hotel during the drive out. Just walking up to the gate had intimidated him. Then there had been the lineup. He had picked the oriental woman, not out of curiosity or real interest, but because she was the smallest woman there and the least threatening.He took another swig of scotch.“That was. “Sarah, will you stand up...stand up and lean forward for me,” he suddenly says. I don’t question him. There is no point. My legs feel weak, but I manage to raise myself up off the wet saddle, and lean forward, my head lowered down and resting on the wooden rail, my bottom up in the air. He has removed his hand from my breast and is looking up from behind at my glistening, wet pussy. With my hips forced up, he can clearly see everything, as my swollen red lips are pushed out, parting slightly..