Wo bengal se thi.Uska colour black tha bt figure baht mast tha. Main aapko bata du ki main shuru se hi moti cheezo ka shukeen hu. Swarna ka figure bhi...mota tha aur jb se meri usse dosti hui mera land use dekhte hi salaami de deta tha. Uski breast baht badi thi. Jab wo chalti thi to uski gaand itni mast lagti ki man karta tha abhi apna land uski gaand me daal du. Main thoda conserve tha isliye himmat nhi hoti usse zyada baat karne ki is baare me.To baat tb shuru hui jb hmre practical chal rhe. No wonder this sexy devil called me. You can’t satisfy her ever. She is such a piece of art. People will pay you millions to fuck her. But don’t worry about losing her. Keep her happy with money and obedience. I will treat her the way she want.Ann bite my ear, and grabbed my rock hard cock.Ann: Let’s see how big it isShe unzipped me and my 8.5inch tool jumped up. She was fascinated seeing it, and whispered in my ear in a sexy tone that she never had this big.Ann: Look at this. Two times bigger. Then I felt something familiar in the pit of my stomach, followed by a strong sense of veja vu. Being tied up and abused had brought back some of what I had felt during my visit to The Torturer. Now that I was once again being threatened physically, feelings that I thought I had buried were again welling to the surface. Fear gripped me in its steely claw, not at what Roxy might do but at what I might let her do once my self-destructive streak was reawakened.Roxy let the dagger ride for a few. How could she be enjoying this? I was raping her. I smiled at her compliance and reached around her to rub on her clit as I continued fucking her. Diana groaned " AAAAAAHHHHH" and pressed her hips back against me to meet my thrusts. I grinned seeing she was finally coming around. I pushed hard into her cunt still rubbing on her clit furiously. Diana began to moan " OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" and pant at the inevitable orgasm that was upon her.I felt her pussy.