” He rubs his massive hand over her ass, and she waits in anticipation of the next blow. When she blinks is when he hits her. The slap is fast and h...ard and she gasps in surprise. He smiles mischievously and hits her again on the other cheek harder for her slip. Dominque sucks on her lips, trying to contain the moans, but one particularly vicious slap forces her mouth open and the moans come as fast and sharp as the slaps that follow them. “Yes, Jean-Luc!” She cries as her body rocks from his. Vo log haas re the muje dkh kr,aur dusri trf aunty maze chud ri thi apne teeno holes me mote lund le kr palng tod chudai ho ri thi unki mai unhe dkh kr khush ho ri thi ki ese h meri b chudai hogi.Baari baaari sr sb ne lund mere muh me bhr aur chut chati.Fir do logo ne muje zor sr pkd lia,and ek admi khada ho kr apne lund pr thook lagane lga aur fir meri chut pr b laga dia,usne fir dhere sr jhuk kr apna loda meri chut pr rkh kr ragdne lga mai grm ho ri thi tadp ri thi.Fir usne zor se dhkka mara. Here I narrate one of my experiences which is still continuing.I’m married but live separated from my wife. This story is about a girl whom I met in Bangalore. She became my friend, now is my sex partner in the absence of my wife.Her name is Saira. She is divorced now. Her age is 31. She is a Mallu. She looks pretty with good body. Her bra size now is 36 and her panty size is 85cms. I first met her in the Forum Mall in Bangalore way back in 2011. She came with her 2-3 friends for shopping. I. ”“Why do you hate her?”“Because she never let up. I fucking bought her a car, and to this day she has not thanked me. Belle, take her car, it is still on my name, fuck her.”Belle felt his wrath but knew it was not meant for her. She ate it, making sure he saw her smile at him to show him she was fine.“Greg, no. Please calm down,” Belle said softly, playing her part.“I am calm, just so fucking tired of people treating me like shit.”“We don’t,” Belle replied, knowing he was right. She will do her.