She begged me to make her my prostitute. When I was about to fill her flower with my pole she stopped me. She told me that this was not possible but t...here was another way I had to take to my advantage. She turned her back to me lying on a side than she lifted her leg revealing to me all her secrets. She was wet with fluids dripping all around. She grabbed my cock with her hand causing me a start. She moistened my hard cock with all her wetness making it all slippery and wet. Than she leaned the. The silver bell over the door announced him with a sweet, musical ring. The Magik Shoppe looked like a tornado hit it if you did not know to look for the order in the chaos. It was mainly to draw newcomers and those inexperienced yet dangerous beginners to the flashy stuff on top of the mess while the old customers and more experienced practitioners knew where to wade through the mess to find what they wanted.At the back of the store, behind a long wooden display case filled with silver daggers. “Karthik…Karthik…Karthik..” was all Sarita kept murmuring as he went about arousing her sexual instincts from every nerve of her young body. She wasn’t his brother’s wife anymore as they kept exchanging tongues at a delirious pace. His hands kept massaging her naked breasts mercilessly. She was equally aroused as she kissed him on his forehead while moaning gently. He kissed her nipples gently before taking them between his teeth and biting on them gently. She squealed in pleasure. He let one. But what the boys loved most about her, though no one ever dared told easily enraged Eric, are those huge fragin’ tits for such a skinny girl. She used to brag to everyone how she easily fits into a D-cup, and whenever she gets into one of her “slutty” moods when Eric wasn’t around you can almost guarantee she’ll show up not wearing one.Those pretty things would just bounce all over the damn place right underneath her shirt while she walks unlike they would if they were supported by a bra. Just.