Naukarani gehri need mein thi mujhse raha nhn gaya main nasha mein thaMaine paint aur underwear uatar diya aur land hilane laga main pagal sa ho gaya ...tha.Mujhse raha nhn ja raha tha main dhire se naukarani ke dono pao ko failaya aur aur sari pet tak upar ki wo halka sa hili main ghabra gaya lekin sir par aab chodne ka bhoot sagar tha maine kuch nhn socha uske burr ke ched ke pass land lagaya.Aur jor se ghusa diya pura gila chhut tha wo fatt se a ankh kholi boli kaun hainMaine kaha chachi chup. But what the fuck; I considered money more important than orgasms. And when necessary, I could always give a freebie to some young man in return for his tongue. Fortunately, that wasn't too often.I rapidly matured in the fucking business. I no longer gave blow jobs as a single item, but coupled them with a straight fuck at a higher price. And I was no longer a cock sucker; I became a fellatrice. I no longer took it up the ass; instead, I accepted sodomy. I was no longer a whore; I became a paid. ”“It is!” Her bowels clamped down hard on my cock. “Oh, Neil, yes!”Her bowels writhed and spasmed around my cock.“I'm cumming!” she gasped.“Like an anal whore!” I growled, slamming into the heaven of her writhing bowels. Her flesh convulsed around me. She suckled at me.Then I groaned and spurted into her anal depths. I erupted over and over again. Pleasure slammed into my mind. It was this amazing delight. I shuddered, my cock spurting my jizz over and over again. It was amazing to enjoy.“Oh,. ’ ‘So I am. Don’t care. You’re crying, too.’ ‘Yes, I am. Oh, I’ll have to call my mother. She’ll die of shock’ Cherie laughed. ‘What about your family?’ ‘Mum told me if I didn’t realize what a good thing I had, I was a git.’ He laughed. ‘Mum’s going to have to visit for a Wedding.’ She hugged her – fiancé – close and asked ‘When?’ ‘What are you doing tomorrow night?’ ‘What? Thomas, that’s insane, we can’t … ‘ He looked at her with a warm, yet serious, expression. ‘I don’t want to go another.