My first thought was that it had to be the postman so I slipped on my short dressing gown. I was still dripping wet and naked underneath and I rushed ...down to answer the door. To my surprise it was not the postman but a colleague from work, Melissa, who I had know for quite some time and who had the most amazing breasts. Melissa was in quite a state, she was crying and obviously very distraught. I quickly invited her in and sat her down in my lounge and asked what her problem was. I was more. Anything else?Baba: (he pulled off my sari by now and put his attention to my naval area and below, he lowered his hands to my trimmed pussy area. I automatically spread my legs for his ease. He knew already that I have then surrendered to his will. I was closing my eyes in pleasure, making a soft moaning sound) yes, bring some durian also.Osman: Durian? Are you sure? They are very rare in the market!Baba: (now fingering my clit, which is completely wet and juicy by that time) Yes, I know. They. " Not half!She nodded, "Alright." She put on the headphones and started to listen. I drank my coffee and made a half-hearted attempt at my sandwich. I could just about make the sound out from across the table. The singing started and I could see her expression change from one of resigned reluctance to one of interest. She nodded a few times. After the first chorus, she slipped the headphones off, "Who is she? She's good!"I winced momentarily but shook my head, "Just listen, there's three songs.. .. give me... Gimme gimme gimme... ssssss... UUUHHHNNnnngh yeah... Yes... Aaahhhh... fuck Janie... FUCK JANIE... FUCK JANIE... FUCK BABY JANE!!... sss... Oohhh my gawd!!!... ssss... Oooo daddy fuc'me... Yes yes yes aahhsssssss... Oooo yesssss... I love Daddy's dick! It's soooo BIIIGGG!! Sssssss... Aahh aahh aahh... Uuuhhhhsssss... Yesssssss... pee-pee... pee-pee n'me... pee-pee n'me..."Tim enjoyed watching his plaything beg for him to fuck her and scream and moan like a banshee everytime they.