Vicky gurgled and squealed, and she fed him hot floods of tangy cream. He gobbled the musky juice as fast as he could get it."Oh, yeah, lick me all ov...er, honey," she moaned.Frank didn't need any urging. He was a natural pussy-freak. He lathered every inch of her cunt with his hot saliva, tonguing deep into the steamy folds and scooping up her salty hot cream. Vicky was going out of her mind with excitement.As she'd told him, Don never did this to her any more. And she was willing to bet that. .it's a medical matter...ssssurely" her hands and arms were stretched out in despair. "Look...these missing d**gs...they're a controlled d**g...ya canna fuck aboot, we controlled d**gs...same as methadone and the like....fuck sake girl, what were ye thinking. Ah look oot that windae and a see ah lassie that likes her drink tae much...someone who parties and canne dee her work...coz..she's hungower...look at yee..ya eyes are like piss holes in the snow...yee reek oh booze. How do ah help. She is very beautiful with the size of 34, 30, 36. she is 5’5 tall with a face full of cuteness and the skin colour is as similar to the colour of milk.We (Vishal & me) are college friends and after college life, we started our business in Kolkata itself and slowly n gradually in coming 2 years we got settled in a nice way. Now, Nisha came in Vishal’s life as a sister’s friend n slowly they became good friends. Now Nisha used to visit our office to meet Vishal once in a week, then twice in a. On the occasions where the train is delayed we would do the huff and knowing sigh. My train lady is so sexy. She has blonde hair. Deep blue eye and always dresses to kill. High heels and short skirts. Her bottom is pert and shapely and her breasts are a perfect handful size...Today our level of interaction was going to change. Our train journey is an hour and has 4 stops to our end destination. Today our normal train was canceled. The crowds at the platform grew. Our train arrives and is only.