Mujhe ghabrahat bhi ho rahi thi or maje bhi aa raha the ,,fir thand ka mousam bhi to tha,Thodi or himat kar k maine unke gown ko thoda or unki jangho ...ak kiya.. tab bhi vo so rahi thi, meri thodi himmat badhi hi thi ki unhone meri tarf fir karwat li or kapde thik kar ke so gai,,,,par mai kaha manne wala tha. mere land to tadap rha tha unki chut me jane ko, maine fir thodi or himat kar k unke dudh pe hath rakha, vo fir bhi so rahi thi.. mene apne hath ki dabaw or badhaya par tabhi bhabhi jag gai. "Oh," she said, huskily, "that's ever so much better." Is there some way that I can be of service to you, Ma'am?" I asked helpfully."Why yes, there is, Paul. You see, my boyfriend and I have a problem. You see, he likes to get blow jobs but I just can't stand doing them."For a second, my mind completely froze."That's right, Paul. I need you to suck my boyfriend's cock for me." Kathryn," I said, freaking out, "I can't. I'm not gay. I don't do that sort of thing." He and I are perfect for each. Being squeezed so tight as the Golden reduced in stature made it seem to last forever. “Take my clone, Golden!” she said gruffly as her spasms finally eased off.She had a little trouble getting her cock out of the tightening vagina, but it finally exited with a pop. “I did it!” Ginger cried while punching the air. “I succeeded in my very first rutting season! Not a lot of Snowflakes can make that claim!” Looking around fearfully, she ran off to guard herself until her body was no longer. There was a creature stirring fitfully, waking up to unfamiliar smells, musk, blood and sex in the pitch blackness. Waking up in limbo, in a half-dream of being at home, in a familiar bed, but the smell of and feel of safety was now obscenely replaced. The space is small, easily inducing claustrophobia without regard for whether one is new blood, seasoned veteran, and compounded by incessant bouts of pain here, there and all over. When there is no marker of time, one starts to lose their.