“Please ma… Dont want to spoil the dress” She cried…She was standing next to me… I was watching her full figure…She was fighting with her ...other… but could still manage a smile… I could see her navel in her low hip half saree… What a feeling it was!!! Heaven!!”Whenever u wear anything new… you dont want to work… I am also going for the same function” her mother fought back…“You never buy me any new dress… when did I buy anything for me… your husband takes everything for his drinks…”She was. The phone was picked up by a woman who identified the store and then asked how she could assist me. I identified myself and the transaction I was interested in then explained that we'd had a problem with the purchase and wondered if there was a store warranty on it. She took a minute to look it up on her PC and asked me, "What appears to be the problem with the rings?"Rings? I asked myself. What rings would she be buying?I was fortunate when the girl on the phone suddenly spoke up again."Oh, I. I then brought a stool from another room and tied a rope to a ceiling fan and tied her to that in such a way that her hands were tied up and her feet were barely reaching the ground. To reach ground, she had to be on her toes and that naked site of her with her wanting a fuck and being on her toes made me more horny.Then, I blindfolded her. She was now just requesting me to suck and fuck her but I was in no mood. Now, I had decided to tease her more and be less physical in terms of pain. I. Jo hammered and grunted as the back end of the dildo massaged her clit into a quivering little nipple and Rosalind was groaning and grunting like a woman in childbirth. I could see that Dave was close to orgasm as was I. We fired one-two shots into Rosalind’s face and hair as she herself came with a stifled scream. As Jo withdrew, I asked to borrow that big ol dong. The straps weren’t long enough to fit around my hips but I slipped it into Rosalind’s stretched pussy and placed my cock against.