Her fingers flexed as she thought about caressing those glorious round cheeks. . “And what system is this, Sol? I have to hear this.” Rosanna cro...ssed the room and sat on a nearby cushion. Solace’s only chairs were in her kitchen. “Well,” continued Solace, “I believe that the brain should not be taxed with trying to remember every minute detail of our lives. So I am selective with my memory.” She finished her speech with conviction. “And what have you selected to remember?” Rosanna asked as. He suddenly stopped and I just lay there waiting for his next move, he slid his hand inside my thong and played with my clit, holding me at my waist to keep me still… I longed for him to thrust his fingers in me; I needed to cum so badly. He sensed this and my breathing quickened and I thrust backwards a lot. “What do you want slave”“I need to cum master, please”He unfastened my bra and tore my thong of.He loved the begging tone in my voice and laid me on the living room floor and began orally. , jab uska husband na ho. Jab mein uske ghar dekha wo ek bada apartments hai..uske 5th floor pe uska flat hai. Mene waha jake door bell bajayi. Usne door khola me usse dekhkar dang reh gaya, kya lagti thi wo. Kamal ki dikhti thi wo. Puri sex bomb thi.Uske boobs kafi bade lag rahe the dress ke upar se hi aur baal khule the aur usne pink colour ka dress pehna tha…usne muje andar invite kiya me andar jake sofe par beth gaya,.usne bola kya dekh rahe ho..fir mene usse uski beti ke bare me puchha. The woman, who Catherine assumed to be in her late twenties, had also been gagged with a padded leather bar pulled between her lips, secured at the back of her head by black leather straps.And Catherine found herself unable to take her eyes from this woman.This was the most incredibly erotic sight she had ever witnessed.Who was she? Why was the woman there?Then it hit her, “Oh my lord” who could have placed her there?But most of all Catherine was wondering how it would feel if she herself were.