.. starting to fuck your face... the way you deserve it... like the slut you are... your body rolling, held back by the ties...you are a horny little ...lut, and I know what you need... if you're a good little cunt then you just might get what you need... later... ;)my mouth open... eyes closed... god your little throat feels good... ignoring your visible protests as I linger with my cock filling your throat, preventing you from breathing... starting to fuck it ever so slightly... knowing I'm. Woh to mere balon ko sahalate mera sar chut main le jane lagi. Main ab halkese uski chut ki lakeer ke aaspaas jeebh nukili banakar chusne laga. Iss par woh jor se mere baal khichane lagi.Ab main halkese meri garam saaso ko uski fuli hui chut par funkane laga. Woh masti se chatapatate pair jhadne lagi. Ab maine halkese chut ki lakeer par se upar niche jeebh ko chut main dalkar sahalane laga.Ladies aap imagine karo agar maine aisa aapke sath kiya to kaisa reaction hoga aapka. Mujhe mail karke. I arrived late (I had to finish a project at work) the first day and registered at the table in the lobby. It was my first time so I was surprised when they posed me against a backdrop and took a Polaroid picture that went up on a large corkboard with a few details from my sign in sheet. When I glanced over the other photos there, I was amazed at the variety, both in age and appearance, of the attendees. Some looked pretty strange and others exuded a quiet desperation. One guy had the worst. He wasn't sure any of them were still alive, asthere was a sickly smell coming from the now open cabin door."Girls," he called out. "Come on up and give me a hand."The three islanders stood unselfconsciously naked on the deck of thefishing boat, their long hair sluicing water down their backs, theirbronze skin shining in the sunlight, their nearly perfect bodies movingwith grace and power. Together, the three of them pushed the door open,and entered the cabin.The stench was nearly.