” said Mrs Jones in a menacing voice I would not have thought her capable. “Let us be clear about certain things. That thing, that excuse for your...manhood, what’s it for?”“Going to the toilet mistress” said the vicar in a petrified voice.“Pissing is one use, what else?” she said with a wicked grin.“To be used in the marital bed mistress.”“Correct. Glad you understand that. And I had better not catch you playing with it while you peruse smut! And another thing. I’ve seen you ogling at Mrs. I turned her around to suck me clean and she did.I lay back and Heather went to shower and clean her holes. She came out later naked and I helped put some ointment on her a few bruised spots. She dressed in fresh clothes and joined me sitting in the living area of the RV.“X, I don’t think I will go walking like that again. It got a little rough. I was even scared at one point. I didn’t know them and became unsure at what point they might stop inflicting pain as well as fucking my holes. I. Her breasts stood high and firm. Her nipples were perfectly round, light brown, and each stood straight out, about a half inch, if not more. It was like looking at two new pencil erasers, each a half inch long. She stood with her hands clasped behind her, like she was waiting for me to make some move. Her breasts jiggled as she anticipated what was to come. I stood, stepped toward her, and ran my fingers lightly along the underside of her breasts. I know it tickled. I know it was like a shock. .And boli.. “ye to mere husband se bhi bada hai” and unke chehre pe ek naughty si smile thi…Maine unki nighty utar di or unhone meri t shrt nd track pant utar die.. vo or mai underwear me the … unhone mere lund ko upar se hi dabana chalu kia or mera lund khada hone ke karan bahr aa rha tha..Mai unki panty k upr se unki chut me fingering krne laga jo ki bahut wet ho gai thi…Unhone mera lund pakada or uth ke mujhe blowjob dene lagi an i was on clouds.. it was best blowjob I’ve ever got..Unhone.