I wanted this stranger, I needed her with a longing that was physical in its strength.Again her hands moved to my crotch to fumble with the buttons up...on my woolen trousers, I pushed them away. "Strip!" It wasn't a request, but a command that originated from some unknown place within me. A place that needed pain, lust and love to emerge. It was a foreign feeling, this inner desire to dominate this stranger and I knew not how she would take it.She stared again deeply in my eyes as if assessing. Mai 26 year ka normal guy hu or lund ka size 7 inch hai.Ab story pe aata hu. Mai ek private manufacturing company me engineer hu meri company me bohot se emloyees kaam karte the unme se ek dinesh ne mujse mel jol bdhane ki kosis ki or uske bete ke birthday pe mujhe apne ghar invite kiya. Mai jab uske ghar pahucha uski biwi me darwaja khola wo bohot sundar lag rahi thi uska figure 32 28 34 hoga. Usne shadi pehni hui thi or use dekhke mera lund khada ho gya. Wo bohot gori thi.Maine usse dinesh ke. Before I could even think I was kissing him back, heat spreading, heart rate increasing, and soft moans escaping. He stopped and asked if this was ok, knowing it was, but playing his role as a southern gentleman expertly. Blushing, I said it was unexpected but nice. He rounded the corner and pulled in to a place that rents tubes to float down the river. It was late and dark and we were completely alone. He put his truck in park, clearing off the center console separating us in his truck, then. He knew that pressing his lips against that spot was guaranteed to cause her to moan with pleasure. Frank's eyes drifted down Fiona's body, and as they did he had to double his efforts to resist touching her. Frank's favorite part of Fiona's body was her breasts. They complied with the laws of gravity just enough to establish the fact they were not artificially enhanced. The skin of her breasts was noticeably lighter than the rest of upper body, testament to Fiona's reluctance to lay out.