Thongs became the order of the day, too, and I had several pairs, along with a switch to French bikini-cut over the hip panties, satin or otherwise. ...Nylons became thigh-highs, and even a few garter and hose sets. I bought a few pairs of Louboutains as well. Long gowns grew shorter, and bodycon dresses became looser, either skater-type dresses, or pleated, fuller skirts, with shorter hemlines. Circle skirts were a particular favorite of Ron’s, as he liked to watch me exposed to him. I even. I spend the next few hours moving around the apartment beingfucked in every imaginable way possible before eventually passing outand waking up awhile later with one of Geo's hands cupping one of mytits and his cock still buried in my ass. As I move away from him Inearly cum again as his massively thick cock slowly slides out of myass."Hmm I can always make another..." I say dreamily as I look back at himbefore standing up quickly and then looking around for Alessandra. Itonly takes me a few. "You’re engaged,” Tamara reminded her. “And I’m still a woman and that man is something wicked. I just felt the need to warn you,” Kristin said. “Thanks for the warning. But I can handle myself. Kent James is not a threat to me,” was Tamara’s last words as they walked out of the restroom.===== “What floor are we going to?” Kent asked as the elevator doors closed and he pushed Tamara against the wall. “Five. I’m on the fifth floor,” Tamara managed to say between kisses as his tongue expertly. Murthy thana pirralanu paiki leputhu paravasinchi pothunnadu. “ahhh. cheekave lanja… emi cheekuthunnaave nee ammani denga… nee mukku chustunte na modda inka lestunnade lanja… ” antunnaadu. 10 minutes cheekina tharuvatha ma nannani pilichindi amma. Naanna ragane “ore kojjaa… almairah lo honey bottle undi theesukuni raa” annadi. Nanna honey bottle thechhadu. “Chustaventira kojja gadida… honey ni murthy modda meeda poyyi” annadi amma. Nanna murthy modda meeda thene posaadu. Amma mallee cheekatam.