Fucking Real Indian Dream Girl

Sudden movement of the buttocks and thighs seemed inadvisable. He suggested that I pull my knickers up and my skirt down. Painfully I obeyed, wondering if it was all over. He kept me wondering.‘Would you care for a sherry?’ he asked as if this was a normal business meeting.‘That would nice’ I replied. I could be as suave and urbane as he if that’s what he wanted. ‘a dry fino if you have it?’‘Certainly my dear, please sit down’ he waved his hand towards a soft leather armchair.I sat down carefully.The next twenty minutes or so were very strange. We discussed the state of local and national politics and the weather and its effect on the test match currently being contested at ‘Lords’. He lit a cigarette and offered me one and seemed pleased when I told him I didn’t smoke. Imagine my surprise and shock when he crossed to that cupboard again and returned with crook handled school cane some four feet long. Certainly the longest I’d seen but I somehow didn’t feel inclined to make jokes of. Time for the next act in the play of my own erotic game. Standing up, my cock is bouncing, a vein along the side pulses as it bobs a little dance of joys. I touch it a bit underneath the head, and feel waves of excitement build again. Quickly I grab my long coat and button up. Time has come to go outside. I want to play in the night air and get caught by someone able to enjoy, or join, or just to watch and listen in. I leave my room behind my dick is slowly lowering as if disappointed, but I know its not over, not yet. Open the door to outside and a blast of winter hits me. I close my eyes, I usually hate the cold but I am hot with lustful intentions and I am ready to face it this time. I step away from the door and walk to the road, neighborhood is quiet and it looks as though I am alone. The silence is not real, as I can still hear traffic not far off. I undo my coat, and standing naked again my cock raises as the wind hits it. The night is open and free, the stars are peeking.
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