You should tidy up any of your affairs as youwill be away from home for some stretches."Her disappointment must have showed."Cheer up, Miss Ross. It w...on't be long. Then a girl like you will find anopportunity to use your talents in the WAAF's."Frances took a deep breath as she opened the door to her house after work.Now the die was cast. Her mother would be furious, but now there wasnothing she could do about it.In fact, her mother broke into tears when Frances broke the news to her.Frances had. Hema moaned loudly. Her panties were completely drenched in her pussy juices. My fingers were getting completely wet too. Then I put my another hand inside her saree and slid her panties down. Mrs. Hema raised her ass a bit so that I can pull her panty down. Her pussy was glistening with her juices.I kneeled down and started licking her pussy. Mrs. Hema screamed with pleasure. She gripped my hair and pushed me more into her pussy. I ate her pussy, slurped it nicely. Her salty taste was driving. It was about an inch or so in diameter and he would use it to position my chin, my shoulder turn or the display of my long hair. He would either tap me with it gently or actually move the part to the position that he wanted. He startled me again with his voice as he directed me to get up and sit on the chair that was situated upon a pedestal. This stage height platform was directly behind the draped chair about four or five feet and was three or four feet above floor level. There were two. He wrapped my hair around his hand using it as a rein to guide my head up and down as quickly as he pleased. I loved the taste of his cock. I opened my throat as much as I could and went as far down as I possibly could go nearly choking myself on his huge cock. He moaned in pleasure every time I did this. I wanted to taste his cum so badly. I would do just about anything to make him cum into my mouth. He forced my throat hard onto his cock. Up and down in a repeated motion. I couldn’t help but.