Worship The Sacred Dance From India

He looked up into Melissa'seyes. He had no choice but to look up. Melissa was perched high atop herthrone -- which is the only way to describe it, padded as it was inbrilliant royal blue velvet trimmed garishly with golden silk cord -- fromwhich she ruled the roost. It forced everyone to look up to her in homageas they willingly and eagerly paid their cover charge.She liked that.Her gorgeous long and slender legs were crossed but did nothing to concealher petticoat, her gartered and seamed black nylons, her ruffled sissypanties, and especially the obscene outline of her rock-hard nine inchesof tranny meat. It always got hard the minute she laid eyes on Simon.Simon was her project du jour. And she had set a course guaranteed toinsure that Simon and his precious Linda reached their full potential.Simon bowed his head and dutifully announced loud enough for at leastthose near the front of line to hear, "I apologize, Mistress Melissa. Itwas thoughtless of me."Simon had to stand. Mike kneeled naked beside her. He watched as the redhead lapped at the blonde’s cunt, performing a practiced cunnilingus on her sister intern. Marie was fastidious about keeping her long red tresses pulled aside, facilitating his view. Paula torqued her waist sideways, angling to fellate Mike’s cock as he played with her boobs. Marie’s tongue brought on the usual magic. Paula’s oral-induced orgasm was strong and satisfying for her, her feverish moans and body tremors transmitting adding impetus to Mike’s stiffened prick. Soon after, the nimble redhead flopped on her back so that Mike could mount her in missionary pose. The evolving fantasy played out in his head. Mike had watched the ‘teacher’ seduce her ‘student’ into a lesbian tryst. Now Mike, the ‘headmaster’, would fuck the naughty ‘schoolgirl’. His cock slipped inside her as he savored her pussy tainted kisses. His thrusts were even and long, normal for the limitations of an elder male. Paula smoothed hand caresses along his.
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