Again Peter came back in but this time I needed to be carried back to my cell, which was no effort for the one guard as he slung my naked whipped body...over his broad shoulders and took me back to my cell. The pattern continued for countless trips to the punishment room, each time it is a different combination of the guards, sometimes only one, but over and over they whip me and then fuck me however they please then haul me back to my cell. This one time back at my cell I am met by a female. . Artritus ki wajah se 5-6 saal se mere saath sex nahin karti aur mujhe muth marni parti hai”Kashish : sharmatey hue “papa muth kya hota hai”As i said papa is the biggest THARKI of the world and he know how to make a women reach his dick and how he should reach her pussy)Papa : ju kabir tere saath kartha hai woh main haath se karta hoon…Kashis : confused : hai… Woh kiase hota hai..Papa immeditely took out his dick from his lungi… And started in and out movement by grabbing in it in hand …. "Your breasts appear to be quite nicely developed," said Anna. "But a pretty girl needs to be fully dressed. I have just the brassiere that will cover your luscious bosom."Anna handed me a bra that was a copy of the one Madonna once made famous. I think the correct term for it was a bullet bra. But, instead of satin, this one was made of real rubber that felt exquisite once Anna fastened it around me. The cups were made of hard rubber at the base and soft clear rubber at the tip. My nipples. “I’m very oral.” She calmly said. She then took her tongue and circled my head until I thought that I would erupt right there in her face. I gave her a warning that it had been a long time and I might be premature with my orgasm if she kept on like that. She stop and then began to suck the head. Then she took in more. A loud sucking of air rushed between my shaft and her ruby red lips as suction almost broke. She began draw the entire length of my rod in and out slowly. Not that I.