. FUCK! Now it is vibrating. Not a steady vibration, but jumping into different strengths and speeds every second or so. The bitch at your window ...can't make up her mind about how many tickets to buy. She keeps asking stupid questions and you want to just say, "Look lady, read the sign. All the prices are rightthere."Of course you can not say any such thing. If you do, she is going to be suspicious enough to wonder what the aroma is that is now so pervasive around you that it overwhelms. Throwing on my jacket I make for the front door and compliment Mercy on what she's wearing, a light blue shift dress and hold up stockings, not a thing more ,except her medium height spiked heels. She knows I get a massive thrill from her not wearing underwear and obliges me at every opportunity, mainly I think, as she knows it makes our spontaneous fucking so much easier. I've lost count of the amount of times we've given in to the urge and ended up in semi- public places fucking like. “Awwww!!!!!” he yelled as she ****d his ass. I felt his cock swell and push into me even deeper. “I’ll fuck you the way you want to be fucked and you’ll fuck her the way she need’s to be fucked!” Her weight was burying his cock deeper and deeper into me. I was getting close. Mistress saw this and knew. “Do you like this my slave, huh? Do you love my slave’s ass? Do you like my cock in your ass my dirty little slave? Huh? Do you?” “Oh god yes!” he moaned like a bitch-boy! “Good!”. Uski bra k andar hath daal k..sach me maza hi aa gya…me bas enjoy kar rha tha..usne b uss din kuch nhi kaha…par pata nhi kaha se meri mummy aa gyi…or muje mera hath bahar nikalna pada..shayd meri behen ne hi kaha tha..ki hath nikal mummy aa gyi..dont remeber exactly..fir ek baar ki baat hai..muje exactly toh yaad nhi.hum upar wale floor pe the maine usko kaha sath chale hum dono bathroom me.yaani ki me or meri behen..usne pehle toh mana kara..par fir me uska hath pakad k andar le hi gya..maine.