She had kept a brave face for a long time, but no longer. Her mascara had long since run down her cheeks, some of which had made it to the back of her...hands from wiping her face, so at least the tears weren’t black…but they were real. She felt the shaft in her butt, and the damn thing hurt even more as some more of it slid in. It really was bigger toward the back, so she concentrated on taking it, as opposed to fighting it. He had his hand painfully squeezing one nipple as he was sliding in and. As Jim stumbled back into the chair, Beverly rocked back upon her heels, sat down on her backside with her legs bent and spread wide towards him, shaking and inviting. With cum down her chin, covering her breasts, and her hands covered in booth of their juices Beverly knew she looked, and probably smelled, the part of a "Face Fucked Whore". She could not remember the last time she had done anything with that much abandonment, or with that much pleasure. She felt powerful and loved it. With. But the mouth seemed to have lost the connection as nothing came out. Dhondu kept moving his hands up her thighs and into the dhoti. Anulekha instinctively closed her legs. But Dhondu’s big hands put his hands between her thighs and slowly pried it open.Anulekha’s eye fell on his crotch and was amazed to see the big bulge formed on his underwear. It was like a tent and looked desperate to come out. For some reason, Anulekha couldn’t stop looking at it. Dhondu’s rock hard hands eventually found. About midway down the hall I chose a booth with "Gay material and I watched, dropping in a few tokens. When the movie started up I gasped, this guy was on his knees trying to service this massive, I'm talking massive schlong . Not only that it seemed as if he was loving every centimeter of it . Oh yeah, I had some encounters in my day, maybe one or two almost as big as this one. I began feeling a strange feeling both in my shorts and my throat. My throat, I thought, damn. When I.