They responded and rose, and Emily circled each with a fingertip, watching how her pale skin reddened slightly at the tracks her nails made. This led ...er to try tracing lines on her breast, and then her belly. She watched how long the lines stayed, depending on how hard she pressed. She tried writing, but the lines faded before she could get much written. Then she pressed harder, hard enough to make her wince, and her sharp nails made thin welts on her skin. She noted that while painful, the. Humari dosti bhi to badhi hai. Isi ke naam ye gift aapke liye.”Mummy, “(aur zyaada gussa ho gayi) nahi. Main ye nahii lungi. Tumko mere liye gifts kharidne ki koi jarurat nai. Tum ye gifts waps le jao. Maine to tumko pehle bhi bataya. Ke humari dosti ko gifts mein mat naapna. Par tum ho ke samjhna hi nahi chaahte. Aur upar se main jo sab kar rahi hu. Unko bhi gifts se measure karne lag gaye ho. Ye galat kiya tumne.”Aur mummy bina kuch aur bhaiya ki baat sune. Andar room mein chali gayi. Bhaiya. The second woman told him don’t pull out give it to her dump it in her like she deserves. He held on to her hips as he buried himself in her as he pumped his seed inside of her, only pulling out when limp. Cum clearly dripping from her she just remained bent over as the second woman videoed the dripping pussy. This seemed like a sign for the second woman as she then directed the other man to take his place and for the woman bent over to clean the first man’s cock clean.He needed no more. It didn’t take long before her work paid off, as soon Greta’s pussy was covered in a thin film of moisture. But that wasn’t what was on Olivia’s mind. Her hips were bucking desperately as she tried everything to alleviate the pain in her pussy, unable to spread her legs at all or reach around there was little she could do. All she could do to end the burning was to make her mistress cum. Greta shut her eyes as she savoured her little slave’s efforts on her pussy. The frantic darting of her.