...Ohhhh! FUCK.Her first orgasm of the night.What he saw was her calmly licking up his cum. It took all of her self-control to remain cool and deliber...ate while her thighs and pussy were flooding with frenzy. Her ass was pulsing and squeezing. It had taken her forever to develop this kind of self-control once she dreamed up the thrill of cumming hard without her partner knowing. It gave her a secret sense of power over him. He didn't know she was cumming, that her creamy fluids were pushing out. ”The fat lady dances like a spinning topdrawing lines of cum and squashed wormsall over the stageThe fat lady dances like a spinning topwriting a blues,a random blues:The blues of the fat lady that dances like a spinning topFat lady’s bluesis written with straight lines..The vile thief invites to take a look through his prophet eyes..Open the gates that lead to an universe made of pettiness and abjection..Exhibitionist of corrupted soul,r****t of consciousness,perpetual example of the human. She also realised that Richard would never try to mould her into someone she wasn't. He was much too caring and honourable person for that.The problem was if her therapy worked and Richard found someone new to love. She decided to bide her time on that but if she reckoned that that woman was less than Richard deserved she'd make very sure that the romance died.Richard did a lot of thinking too. The lust he had felt for Sharon was justified. Despite her broad shoulders she had a flawless and. .But one day I got a genuine call from a lady from and frankly introduced herself. I could be recognized it as a genuine call, as I am in this profession for last so many years so I could easily recognize who is a time passer and who is genuine. She asked me kya tum odiya ladka ho.Maina kaha ke hain mai odia huin. To who appne bare mai khul ka bataye. Usna mujha appna fees ka bare mai pucha to maina kaha ke mera service ka bad de dena. But woh boli ki rourkela mai nahi ho payaga, mujha uska sat.