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Amit felt the same soft and smooth feel on his entire shaft as Rekha started to move her hands on the entire length. He could feel the touch of lace on his balls. He got the idea suddenly. Rekha had wrapped one of her sexy satin lingerie on his dick and was teasing him. The realisation made him ooze a lot of precum. Amit: "You will be the most demanded whore Rekha. You have certain body part which no one can possess. It makes you quite unique." Rekha blushed but could quite relate which body part Amit was referring to. She got intrigued and wanted to show him a bit of her skin up close to him. She switched on the night lamp to give him a view of her curves at least. Amit adjusted to the sudden glare of night lamp. Before her could adjust, Rekha was sitting next to him and continuing to fondle his entire shaft with her panties. It was some sight to see her sitting next to him wearing her bra only. hentai He got a better view of her. Rekha: "Well, I have put the light on so you could see a bit of my other body parts as well. With lights on, you can be at least sure of the most unique body part I possess." Amit: "The most unique part of your body will always be your kinky brain." Amit's hand instinctively reached for ass cheeks. He started to gently play with them. Rekha knew it would only be a matter of time before she would be the desperate one. She increased the force of her grip on his shaft. Amit was in heaven. As I followed her, she pointed and said, “Here’s the living room, back there is the kitchen, here is the hall to our bedrooms. I swept past my friend to find my desk, sitting with all the grace and refinement of a queen. "Slow down Karen, I'll explain everything to you but remember, talk to no one, okay?" She went limp immediately, and James lowered her carefully to the floor. I’m in my late thirties, moderately plump, and of medium height. “You're a bad liar. Driver - Yes sir, but we need the donation amount first. There was a roaring sound as the blood hentai pounded in my head. I clicked the knife away. Opening the door wider, she walked in and knelt down in front of him. He parted my thigh and lifted up by holding my bums in both his hands. “What do you want?” I asked, grateful that my anger overshadowed my terror. “I’ll go slow, ok.” He said, and he positioned himself over my small body.