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“Believe me, I know the feeling. Every so often I go shopping with a girlfriend or two, and we always end up having lunch at a place I later despise...myself for having patronized! How about comfort food? What perks you up on a wet day?”“You need to ask a boy from Georgia?”“Lemme guess. Cliché time. Fried chicken or pulled pork?”I had to chuckle. “You know it! Okay, my arteries won’t thank me if I do it too often, but a little in moderation never hurt. Dumplings are a problem, I’ll admit. I like. The need to devour, to hold, to take rose in him. This was far removed from the gentle, sophisticated seduction of Rachmaninoff. With the notes of Orff rose the need to possess, the passionate desire to claim her body and soul. It was not enough anymore to satisfy the physical need, he wanted to see her taken away by her own pleasure, wanted to own that moment of absolute abandon - wanted her to gift him with it. With the strength of the almost visceral chorus of Carmina Burana he lifted her in. And she kissed me …meine wait darling abhi toh starting hn ye. tum abhi thoda rest karo me 2 hour k baad aata hu fir hum market chalege.. or usko kiss karege me waha se chala gya.After 3 hours uska call aaya ki where are u..i m waiting for u ..meine kaha tum hotel k neeche aa jao me wahi par tumhra wait kar raha hu.. fir me usko movie dekhne lege gya or humne lunch kiya then usko shopping karwai..usne ek sexy si nighty li red color ki.fir hum wapas hotel aa gye ..room me aa kar usne kaha kapil. I lay down on the bed and asked “Are you my sex slave?” “Yes, master, you know I am” she cooed. “Then kneel between my legs and fuck me with your tits!” I commanded. “Yes, sir” she replied as she took her position. I alternately ran my cock between her tits, then fucked her mouth, sometimes letting her control the pace, other times grabbing the back of her head and pounding deep in the back of her throat. “Where does your mouth belong?” “My mouth belongs around your cock, sir!” she managed in.
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