They are nothing to the pain wracking my arms, shoulders, chest, stomach, but I still notice them. They become more annoying than anything... I try to...shake them off. Mistake. Pain slices down one side of my back and down a leg. I scream...Up again... try to lift myself up. Look out, see the observers. Some are sitting, enjoying the day. Others... there is one couple fucking off to the side. The guy is looking at me as he shoves in to the girl. I can see my pain in his eyes, and it is being. Chawl ke kareeb pohocha toh achanak ek bheeni-bheeni si khushboo aane lage.Achanak hawaaye chalne lagi aur main daawe ke saath keh sakta hun ki koi gana baja raha tha, “Chand mera dil… Chandni ho tum…”Saamne dekha to meri pari Chandni usi rickshaw mein se utar rahi thi. Us samay usne popti-hare rang ki chamkili salwar-kameez pehen rakhi thi. Kaale ghane lambe baal khule rakhe the. Jinmese kuch natkhat laten uske gaalo ko choom rahi the. Uski sundarta ko dekh main dur hi khada reh gaye.Woh kuch. I was wearing a baggy T shirt, black tights a very short red tartan pleated mini skirt, red thong and a pair of red ankle staps 4 inch wedge shoes. I was just going around the house cleaning up and doing mundane everyday chores and feeling very sexy and slutty when I heard the clatter of aluminium ladders coming round the side of my house in to back garden, I froze with fear and panicked and then hobbled out of the kitchen and into the hall, my heart was racing had James my window cleaner seen. As the frequency of your strokes hastens, your smile fades and the lids of your begins to close. Before I can take over the pleasuring of you, your hand and my cock shift backward slightly and you sink yourself onto me. I cry out involuntarily at the swiftness of your action but eagerly thrust upward to meet you. Once again, I revel in the feel of your pussy wrapped around me. But I have no time to enjoy this feeling because you’ve shifted your knees forward and begin to rock forward and then.