Then I heard the footsteps going away toward my front door. The door opened and then closed. The intruder was gone. I was all alone again. Should I be... happy? Should I be sad? Should I be afraid? I did not know.The oil that was applied on my body started to itch like before, this time it was my entire torso. The tingling and itching was increasing and was stronger where ever there was tender skin like pussy and ass hole and nipples. My nipples were stretched with elastic tied to the spreader bar. I think about you, wishing that one night you would knock on my door. When you came inside you would tenderly cup my face with both of your hands and kiss me. I imagine you pushing me up against the cold cinder block wall; both of us exploring each other’s bodies with our hands while we shared a passionate kiss. I break away and graze my lips down your jawline to your neck, feeling the short stubble on your jaw from not shaving for a couple of days. In all honesty, I love the texture of it. . .Haaaaa( pinch hardly rakesh ) by hearing those words I became mad and started pressing her boobs like anything.She is moaning were wildly . are akeesshhh .Intha baga chestunav enti ma ayana naku epudu ila cheyaledu .(you are doing this much great . My husband never does like this to me.) now started to lick her boobs for 5 min and sucking her boobs by changing one boob after one. She is shouting like anything I cant explain in my words.Then I came down and played with her navel for 3 min and. After running the head of his cock up, and down my wet pussy a few times I positioned it at the hungry hole, and he began to work it in going deeper with every thrust. "OH Baby you're soooooooo tight," he groaned when he had his cock buried to the root inside me, and held still enjoying the milking contractions of my pussy. "OOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUCK," I cried out as he withdrew his cock to the head then drove it back deep inside me, and held it there. "You like my big cock ~ don't you slut,".