As soon as I felt her hands let go a little, I pulled back and gave her a second to breathe and once I felt she had taken a full breath I jammed my co...ck back down her throat as though I were fucking a pussy. It felt simply amazing.The physical sensation was really good. Kay’s throat was definitely tighter than a pussy and the mental high from her willingness to engage in this kind of sex was amazing.For the next few minutes I fucked her throat in what I could only imagine to be a brutal way on. The i started to suck her boobs with har blouse on, the slowly i untied the blowse and bra of her and the full view of her boobs are in my front i stared to suck her boobs and nipples and at the same time i fingered her pussy through the saree, after some time i lifted har saree up and saw her blue panty which is wet and slowly i removed the panty and started to suck har pussy, she with more pleasure and sex feelings moaning ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, comon doit for. In front of the apartment, a woman wearing men’s clothes was sitting on a chair reading a magazine. When she saw the car stopping nearby, she took her eyes off the magazine for a moment, but quickly looked back at the magazine; she didn’t seem very interested in the visitors.When they got out of the car, the three women approached the woman sitting in the chair, but she said nothing, simply pointed with one hand into the building.“Do we have to go inside?”Carla asked, and the woman simply. For the past five months I have spent my days naked or essentially so among a group of people, all the men being dressed. Sitting across from him, legs crossed, an arm crossed over my body under my breasts, I am feeling exposed as if it were the first time. Was it the man or merely a new man? It was then that I realized he was studying me. Before, explaining the problem, his questions, and our back and forth, it had been comfortable. Now … there was something different, something intense,.