Wet.Jay was struck dumb at the sight.Lee moved forward, landing on her knees, one leg at either side of his hips. "Change my mind?" Lee prompted again... pushing her hair back off of her shoulders."Mind?" Jay said, now looking at the twin tits before him, their nipples pushing against the lace, darkening the color there too. "Oh," Jay said, tearing his eyes over her chest to her neck, and finally her lips. Her lips, which looked swollen and wet. "Umm." He leaned forward and kissed her, his tongue. I asked what are u doing here. She informed that she can not stand in the sun and on the bus stand and so came in to this hotel room.I said, ok and then said I have my work finished and so if she wished we can leave. she smiled and said but sir you said you will stay in cuttack till evening. I said yes, i said that because I wanted to spend time with you. She smiled and said, so here we are, spending nice time together. I said ok.I lied on the bed and started surfing the tv channels and she. It was enough. I now want to fuck her, fuck this ass. I was so lusty so passionate.I withdrew my face from her ass and instantaneously inserted my middle finger into her anus. Bending over her I asked if she likes it. She says yes. I compliment her tightness to which she asks me to fuck her. Her kameez had a deep cut on the back revealing her shoulder blades.I kissed her there a few times caressing her thighs her butt. I again attempted to penetrate but to no avail. Fuck it, I knew what was. "And that's for the pain when you fucked my ass!" But you asked me to do those things, Julie!"She slapped me four more times, screeching, "Shut up! You don't talk unless I tell you to talk! And when you do talk, you address me properly! Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress Julie," I whimpered, suddenly wondering if I had made a terrible mistake. My cheek burned where she struck me.Julie pulled her pants down, turned, and sat on me. It was good to taste Julie's hairy pussy again, but not like this..
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