Muh se main uske galon par, gale par, hothon par, aur har jagah par chumne laga pagolon ki tarah. Kya chunchi thi, mano sakth santre. Dabao to chitak ...chitak jaye. Ufff.., malai thi puri ki puri. Mere hatho me sama gaye the.. Aur wo ahen bharne lagi..aahhh dheere…… mujhe kuch ho rahaa..haiiii.. Uski awaz ab dubane lagi thi.. Ek madakta si cha gayi uska chehare par.Maine kaha “Raani kaisa lag raha hai? Mere pyar se tujhe maja aa rah hai ki nahi?” Raani ne jawab diya, “sahabji, maine yeh sab kabhi. .. It was pretty long, make like seven inches, and it looked really thick. I think it was circumcised." Seven inches is just above average." Caleb breathes a sigh of relief."It was seven inches long flaccid Caleb, so it was probably like nine or ten inches long hard. What difference does it make?" I just wanted to know what experience you've had." Caleb tells her, feeling slightly nervous."I've seen seen one, I've never even touched one." I know... I just wanted to know." Caleb tells her. I loved the thought that he was able to look up my skirt and see my backside only inches from his face. I showed him to the spare bedroom and explained the kind of fitments that I wanted and he went off to the suppliers for the wood and materials. Within an hour he was back and started work, sawing and measuring away in the spare bedroom. I had to use immense self-control not to masturbate while I waited. I wanted to be at the height of my arousal for him. After about an hour I popped in to see. Again she yelped in pain, and began whimpering. I removed my shirt and began to unbutton my pants. A third whack, and she could not contain her discomfort, and began to weep quietly. I dropped my pants, and stood in the room wearing only my shoes, socks and boxers before administering the next blow.By this time, Miss Jenkins had removed her top and skirt, and was sitting in my chair furiously fingering her pussy. Unlike Jenny, Miss Jenkins only trimmed a bit of her glorious red haired bush..