The one time I had gone to church, Cindy had preached to me I needed religion. Now I know what she enjoys to worship.Betty's voice brought me back to ...arth."Bring that hard cock over here!" She yelled.The trance broken, I walked over to the bed. Betty freed up a hand and began to stroke my cock. Bill pulled his cock from Betty's mouth and moved off the bed and opened up the drawer of a nightstand. Kneeling on the bed I allow Betty to suck my cock down her throat. Betty's body stiffened again. Her cuckold husband Philip was driving them to a motel where they'd meet Franny and Master Todd.Chapter 3- BDSM TIMECindy held the leash as her mom Holly , crawled along the floor doggystyle , Holly's dog collar said ' Cindy's Slut" . On the other side of the motel room Franny was ballgagged & her dog collar said Todd's SexSlave" Today was going to be a special day Todd thought . Earlier in the week Todd had told Cindy to buy a massive strapon dildo & lube . He knew she had cause , even. Asha se mile 6-8 mahine ho gaye the aur humlog uske semester exam ke baad party karne pub gaye. Main drive kar raha tha to just ek beer pee thi aur Asha pe nazar jamaye tha.Raat 11 baje hum ghar ke liye nikle. Maine baaki logon ko pehle drop kiya aur last mein Asha ko rakha. Hum uske PG ki taraf ja rahe the ki woh bolne lagi.Asha: Kya re Raghu, puri shaam mujhe taak raha tha. Aur ab car mein akele, plan kya hai tera?Me: Yaar tu mereko bohut sexy lagti hai aur aaj to short dress mein maal lag. “I am alone tonight and was wondering, I mean, if you don’t have plans of course, would you like to come over and share a bottle of wine with me?”“I would gladly have accepted your invitation, Cyra, if I didn't have a previous engagement to attend. I am invited to a dinner party. A close and dear friend is celebrating a birthday.”Cyra sighed, “Some other time. It was selfish of me to ask at the last minute.”“I don’t think you are being selfish. Are you available tomorrow, Cyra?” I asked.“I will.