He promised to come back again the following week if I wanted a repeat performance – I did. Indian porn Defo.’
We sent loads of texts over the next few days and agreed that he would come to my house on Wednesday morning at about 10 o’clock. “Yes, yes, yes …YESSSSSSS!” I squealed as he finger-fucked me and licked and sucked then blew hot air onto my throbbing clit. As I placed the cups on the worktop Scott had already unfastened my robe and pulled it off my shoulders. We both towered above him in our heels as he sat back on the edge of a table drinking his Guinness and laughing with my friend. He covered it in a million soft kisses then eased my labia apart with the tip of his tongue leaving me panting with anticipation then…then…then his tongue ran the length of my hot pink gash making my shake with excitement. Apart from our heavy breathing you could have heard a pin drop. “Not up there!” Julia cackled raising her eyes upwards then quickly in the opposite direction, “Down there silly…AND the collar and cuffs match!” “But are you dirty as well?” Scott replied as sharp as a tack.
