By now I was really in agony. My mind had gone to a place it had never been before knowing that the pain I was receiving I was actually LOVING but at ...he same time I was desperate for it to stop.Before I knew what was happening the pain did stop to be replaced with a new sensation of a rubber gloved hand inserting 2 fingers into my tight little arse. I was being lubed up good and proper and before I knew it the fingers were replaced with a butt plug.Desperate to hold it in the lube in my arse. Ten, twenty, thirty, thick long strands of jizz filled her mouth again and again. Sari, hastily swallowing everything the donkey has to offer. Big hot mouthfuls puff her cheeks out and swells her throat. Eppi bucks his hips, sending his cock down her throat. Finding the strength for a few more jolts to his orgasm. They stay like this as his orgasm dies down. Spending the next 30 seconds trembling out a few more shots. Sari feels her stomach, heavy and full, like after a buffet. Sari: Poor Eppi,. After some time the baby started to cry n I handed the baby to her n while doing so I deliberately touched her boob n pressed hard with my hand.She didn’t mind it. She loosened her hooks n started to feed her baby in front of me. O my god I saw her nipple which was erect. The baby sucked the milk from her boob. I imagined me sucking those boobs. I wanted to do some further. So I touched her hip as if while stretching my hand. She didn’t object n I observed that she blushed.I thought of it as. “Before anyone’s time,” he muttered, and took another long drag on the cigarette, the red tip flaring, “Tara, isn’t it?”I was taken aback, quite sure I didn’t know him, certain we’d not met but he knew my name. There was no hesitation or doubt in his voice.“Yeah,” I drawled trying to put the face together through the smoke, pick out what he looked like, assemble the obscured hints of features into a picture that made sense, that struck some resonance with a memory somewhere. Nothing.