. “ Abhi to nahin, par thodi der mein dal degi” .. mujhe samajh nahin aya ki iska kya matlab tha. Thodi der mein mere pairon pe kuch narm aur halk... sa garam kuch gira. Maine apne tangon ki taraf dekha, kisi ne dher sara gobar dall diya tha mere pass. Sab hansne lage aur bole .. “Hamare yahan gobar se bhi holi kheli jati hai” … mujhe ajeeb sa lagne laga. Phir sab uth kar mere pass ake khade ho gaye. Ek ne jhuk kar haath mein gobar uthai, meri gand par ek dher rakh diya aur gand par malne laga.. Then the kissing started with noticeably greater intensity than ever before. I asked her if she would like to take off the blindfold but she said no. I could never figure out why it was so important for me to have the blindfold on when we kissed- more specifically when we French kissed. We actually kissed many times without me being bound but it was always very reserved. When I was bound and blindfolded Cindy was like a different girl. This turned out to my longest bondage session with Cindy by. At times she pulled out from under the horse, staring at him, watching his eyes brighten when she touched his cockhead."Wow, I bet I could let him fuck me!" Kathy said, sliding under the horse and grabbing both his balls in her hands. "I bet I could take something like that right up my cunt." Kathy!"Marcie knew it was awful. But Kathy was saying what was going through Marcie's mind. Yes, Marcie could have enjoyed something that big and hard in her cunt. It would fuck into her soft pussymeat. Her lips spoke ‘Have fun,’ and she winked. I smiled slyly and nodded. I followed him to the right into the long hallway. As he was about to enter one of the kid’s bedroom, I walked past him and into the guest bedroom two door down. I knew what he wanted. What he wanted, I absolutely lusted for. I remember thinking ‘it is exactly like my fantasy.’ My Zorro closed the door to the guest bedroom and drew me into his arms. In the room illuminated only by a distant streetlight he kissed me. I kissed.