Pahle me bus me chadha.Fir mere iche aunty chadhi.Wo mere ekdam samne khadi thi.Mera lund unke gand ko touch kar raha tha.Or fir bus chalne lagi.Jaise...jaise bus uchalti tab mera lune unke gand pe ghis raha tha.Muze maja aa raha tha.Par dar bhi lag raha tha.Fi mene himmt karke lund ko unke gand ke bich me fasane laga.Or wo ekdam kadak ho gaya tha.Or muze lagta hai ki unhe bhi pata chal gaya tha ki me une jan bhuj kar touch kar raha hu.Kyoki wo hi bhi nai sakti thi.Fir mene unke gand ko hake se. Like all my other writings this one deals with heavyMale Supremacy themes, cruelty, masochism, abuse, and is otherwise on theextreme end of things. If you are seeking a lovey dovey bdsm story, lookelsewhere. I am trying something a little different here. I think a goodstory lets you not only fantasize about what you are reading but allows you toextrapolate on the ideas. The following is not so much a story but a collectionof ideas on how a woman can be completely submissive to a Man,. Her ass was something to behold, rounded mounds of buttocks with a pronounced cleft. I leaned in closer and separated her ass, revealing a very dark, deeply puckered anus. The sweat from our lovemaking combined with a whole day of hard work mixed for a musky scent from her ass that sent a throb of passion and desire in me. I licked her anus, pushing my tongue hard against it and letting the tip of my tongue linger on her anal cavity. She gasped and moaned, and I resumed licking with even more. His hands caressed her hair, his soft touch lingering on her neck. Shivers ran over her, so warm and yet still shivering. Over the next dune they sat down in the sand. He leaned over her and looked deep into her eyes. He could feel her very soul burning with desire. They had waited so long for this moment.Her perfume filled his senses, his soft lips brushed against her cheek. She sighed so gently. Her breath was shorter now. Like a butterfly his lips danced all over her cheeks, inching closer.