“Seeing how I look in the pictures is always really cool. Some of the photographers are a lot better than others, and when I’m shooting with one o... the good ones it’s like ... I almost can’t believe it’s me.”They came to a stop at a stop sign.“Hold on a sec,” Laura said. She unbuckled her seatbelt and arched her back while reaching with one arm behind her seat.Alaina tried desperately not to stare at the other girl’s bulging, sweater-covered chest where it was visible through her unzipped. “Did you think I wouldn't notice you bemusing Daddy when he tried to call the police? Or that I wasn't there, licking your asshole, while you hypnotized that cop with your amulet?” There was a sneer to her words that rose over the noisy sounds of my husband eating her pussy. “It was easy to find out how you did it. Where you got this power. You sent me to do my homework after using me. I got it done fast, then I checked your browser history.”My daughter made a tsking sound while I struggled to. Itna sun ke Nitin Bhaiya bole ki main kaun sat um se sex karne ko bol raha hoon, bas ek baar poori nangi ho jao aur mere ganne ko choos ke uska ras nikal do… main samajh gayi ki bhaiya mujse oral sex ke liye kah rahe hain.Is se pahle main kuch sochti ya kuch karti Bhaiya ne meri nighty ko utha ke mere gale aur sir pe se utha ke nikal phenka. Thodi der mere sharer ko nihaarne ke baad unhone meri bara ka hook peeche se khol diya. Main na bhaiya…. na bhaiya… bolti rahi lekin Nitin Bhaiya pe to. The intruder returned with some clear piping I had seen in the garage and a funnel. A funnel? What the hell was that for? He forced the end of the funnel into the piping and used some duct tape to secure it in place. They answered this question too. They forced the end of the piping deep into my pussy, till I screamed because whatever they were pushing was hurting. They used more duct tape to fasten the pipe/funnel to my legs so that anything they put in the funnel would flow down into my.