I let myself in and shut the door behind me. It wasn’t exactly spacious, but then I wasn’t exactly there for a zumba class, either. There was a ba...r stool to sit on with a gas lift to get you positioned just right regardless of height. Over-engineered it may be, but it looked like you could sit there comfortably for half an hour or more, and that’s not something that can be easily said for a simple hole in a plywood wall. Ignoring the stool for the moment (it was wet and carried the imprint of. N after about half hour I ended up showing him a few nude pics of her and I said what would u do to her if she was like that.. and he opened up about how he would fuck her brains out... He told me he wanted to bang her hard in the tight salwar kameez and I was soooo turned on.. he then showed me a vid of how he fucked his wife and he was pounding his wife.. I couldn't believe he showed me it but he did.. he then said do u think Salma will handle me.. I said yes I think so. One evening we went. ‘Aaahhhh! Oh god! …I’m cumming baby!….Unnngh!’, you cry, turning your head into the pillow. Then you bite down on the fabric, straining as your orgasm courses through your body. I’m struggling to hang on, and continue to lick at you as your body thrashes about. Finally you collapse your ass back onto the bed, your heels still dug into my back, and your legs fall open beside me. I look up your body. Your stomach muscles roll from each heave of your chest as your try to catch your breath. I’m. She then reached down and inserted it in her still-wet pussy. She then used her fingers to scoop up a big glob of the thick yogurt, which she sensually spread in a circle around her completely bare pubis. She turned to me, looked deeply into my widening eyes and said, “Your pudding is served. Enjoy.” As inexperienced as I was, I knew what to do. I scooted down in the bed and began licking Helena’s left thigh. I figured I would take this very slowly and, as Helena had said, enjoy myself. I.