I swallowed hard as the stranger yanked my skirt up over my hips; his free hand ripped my shirt open exposing my tits confined only by my lace bra. �...No panties today,” he whispered into my ear, “that suits me just fine, will make my job way easier.”“Who are you?”“Like I’m going to answer that stupid question,” he growled as his fingers found my snatch, “why are you wet little girl, are you enjoying this?”“No,” I managedHis offending hand left my core and he forced them into my mouth making me. We meet Miss Mandira twice a month, and I meet Miss Mandira each and every day except those two days. Now let me narrate the first fuck of Mandira by me. On a Thursday evening after contacting Mandira we drove to her clinic and at the first sight her smile scratched my heart. We were seated in her chamber and she was asking Heena about the dreams and other symptoms; but in my own unconsciousness my eyes were roaming on Mandira’s body sculptures and gestures. I didn’t know when they finished. More

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