I am super bored at home just doing household work and hardly getting any chance to go out”.I was walking around and she appreciated on my toned bod...y and even I told her that she was very cute and sexy. There was an attractive blush on her face. I started helping her in cleaning. Initially, she said no but my intentions were different, hahaha!The next day, she again came for cleaning and we started talking more closely. After some time, we were playing Uno in my room. She tried to cheat and I. Rhonda was no stranger to black cock, pleasantries aside she knew she had to go elsewhere to sate her lusts.We arrived and were naked soon enough, although she didn't feel comfortable with exposing her stomach, fine, I agreed to work around it. It was one of those occassions where I didn't use oral as foreplay, Rhonda laid on her back to take my 9.5" cock in her hands, stroke its length and admire it before I sheathed it in a condom to tease her outer pussy lips open. Once they flopped open. I could hear a need in your voice, I could hear the smile of the seduction. I was happy you were calling out to me; it gave me power, it gave me confidence.I walk in to find you lying across this big bundle of white blankets in the middle of the bed. I am aroused by your nakedness. On each bed post rests a white silk scarf. The room is lit by candle light that casts a brilliant orange glow in the room. The shades are all drawn to shut the outside world at bay. The house is empty, just you and. The leaves would be collected, raked into a big pile and then the treasure hunt began. Anything that could or would burn was added to the pile — a fallen limb or tree was gold, but old fences, broken furniture, one year even an old tumbledown shed. And the higher the pile grew the more excited she became, counting down the days to Burn Night. There was always a second pile too, but this was different. It wasn’t the steepled stack of the bonfire, no. It was carefully arranged, sorted and.