In Delhi that is perhaps the only place where you can go for a peaceful drive without being stuck in traffic. After a bit we stopped at a fast food jo...nt and he got us some cold coffee, my favorite. He then asked me to view a video on his phone. It was a video of me getting screwed by him and his friends at his farmhouse. I was speechless and I started to cry. A river of tears was flowing out of my eyes. I understood that these bastards had slipped something in to my drink that day and drugged. . to see him look down at me through the Dalek’s single eye-stalk... I’d probably cum before he could blink.I released him and my other hand embraced the Dalek, pulling myself against it as my mouth sank down to take his full length. My gag reflex gave up on me long, long ago... I’m not going to say I’m the queen of deep throating, but Michael has never complained when he looks down and sees my lips where his dick used to be; has never backed away when my nose presses into his abdomen. I held. Twisting it around to lubricate the opening, he tries to gently push it in but she's bouncing too rapidly."Stop moving a second," he tells her and she sits firmly down on his cock, panting as he corkscrews his finger into her ass."Mmmmmmm!" she moans, wiggling her ass against his finger, which titillates his cock and buries it deeper inside her hot pussy. With his finger about halfway into her ass, she starts moving again, riding his cock harder and faster than before. Her asshole is tight and. My hands go back down, dropping your skirt and panties off you and pulling up your blouse, up and over and off you. Your big beautiful breasts free, I lean down and tongue at your nipples and slowly massage the other with my thumb. You moan and I feel you quiver. I work my way down slowly kissing as I go, your bare skin pushed up against the cold door, adding to the sensation.Stopping for a moment and breathing on your pussy, you feel my hot breath and it’s as if fire is lapping at it. My.