Maine track pant pehen kar ek simple si t-shirt pehen kar mere apni gadi lekar unhone jis jagah ane ko kaha waha pauch mere ghar ke pas main aur unki ...ar main baita jo unhone ek sunsan jagah waise thodi andhera jaror tha pan safety keliye waha gaye aur bhabhiji late na karthe hue kaha “plz jaldi tumari tool dhikavo..!”Mai excitement main tracks ko niche kiya aur kaha age aap hi dhek lo ….Jockey ke andhar mere tool thana hua tha jise dhek the hi bhabhi ne apni haath se chua aur jockey ko niche. When they took me to my waiting pedestal I could see more clearly what I was going to have to endure. There was a narrow padded saddle and a pair of padded sockets for my knees. The pushed me down onto the saddle. I offered little resistance. My knees were cradled by the open-top knee pads. They were a little tight around the sides but fairly comfortable. My feet slipped into waiting holes in the rear of the box. They raised the saddle until my weight was fully planted on it. Then they slipped. Joe took the hint and as he backed off Charles cock, he reached up and helped him get his pants off and his shirt. I laid down on the sofa, opened my legs up and waited until Charles was naked. Just looking at that beautiful cock sent shivers through me and I eagerly played with my cunt until Charles moved up between my legs, "FUCK MY FUCKIN' CUNT" I cried out "FUCK ME LIKE A FUCKIN' WHORE" I said aloud as Charles took hold of his cock and rammed it into my waiting cunt. The pain was intense. George is very lucky to have you."She toyed with his mouth, licking her tongue across his face, biting impishly on his lips with her teeth. "He's a lot luckier now, than before I came here." She wriggled her ass. "I feel your cock, Craig." Slip it in," he groaned, holding her in his powerful grip.Charlotte tossed her full head of dark-red hair back, the soft strands swishing across her bare shoulders. She looked over at Felicia and Khan. "Should I?" she asked her.Felicia looked up, a dazed,.