It seemed like years had gone by before the tears finally disappeared from my aching eyes. Maybe if I got up and heated some tea maybe, just maybe I c...ould sleep this night away, unlike the others. Never mind, it probably would not do much for me anyway. I might as well get up, as there’s no way I could sleep now. I flung back the blankets and threw my feet over the side of the bed in disgust. I got up and started walking toward the living room to relax, but when I got near the kitchen I heard a. “Mr. B.,” she went on, “would you be so kind as to do me a favor? Please?”I was amazed at how politely spoken my neighbor could be, my slutty neighbor with the foul mouth.“Ah, sure,” I gulped, “anything you like!” “I really need to have a fuck stick in my coozie while you oil me up!”“I understand, my lady! One throbbing trouser snake coming up to titillate your tickly twat!”We both giggled as I pushed her flimsy thong aside and plunged my joystick into her slippery snatch. Immediately, my. She never admits to having fantasies of any sort, but falls in with all of mine. My fantasy was to buy and use a strap-on dildo, and Sylvie was enthusiastic. As she said later, "Sometimes I miss the feeling of a cock between my legs, and this is almost better than the real thing." I had seen several models in London, but didn't buy one there because I was unsure as to what to look for in a quality model. Here the attendant was a young woman, not at all my type, who had several evident tattoos. .Fir uski friend bhi nha kar aa gyi tbhi ek tufan aaya or baris hone lgi to mene unke sath khana khaya or me unko bye bolkar chlne lga to pooja ne jane se mna kar diya uske bad wo nhane chali gyi fir me rajni ke sath bate krne lga wo bhi bhot hot thi bhot khubsurat thi usne punjabi salwar kamij dal rakha tha jisme wo bhot khubsurat lag rhi thi mene us se pucha ki aapka koi bf nhi hai kya to usne mna kar diya uski age bhi pooja jitni thi 19 saal. Etne me pooja bhi nha kar aa gyi pooja to kyamat.