I bit my lip as he groaned. “Yes. But in order to be good one has to endure punishment. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir.” “Good.” He came to...stand on one side of me and suddenly I felt his hand slap my ass. I let out a shocked yelp. “Sh, little one, you mustn't lose control of your volume,” Kennick whispered before smacking my ass again. It hurt bad but felt fucking good. Occasionally he'd slip his fingers over my covered, soaked pussy, adding varying pressures. If I let out more than a. At certain points, he'd put down his beer and take my head in both hands, squeezing my skull passionately and pushing my head down as he thrust his hips upwards into my mouth, forcing his long, thick cock deep into my throat, gagging me and bringing tears to my eyes. I was in heaven.Dave was everything I wanted in a cocksman, even if I didn't know it at the time. He ruthlessly pushed my head down and held me in place as he came, chugging his seed straight down my throat. Then he kept his hand. I then went on talking inanely and, somewhat inebriated but not drunk, voiced how much I wished I had a cigar to smoke in the tub.My memory is a tad cloudy about exactly what was said next, but Chad said something to the effect that going inside to get me a cigar would be least he could do for me in light of how cool I was being. Nikki said something about how much better it would be with some lotion for proper lubrication. And I suggested that Chad get some lotion and they sit on the chaise. Meri choti Sali ne meri wife ko baat karne ke bahane se apne kamre mein bula liya. Boli “ didi kal too tu chali jayegi. Aaj raat ko bahoot sari baat karenge. Meri wife tayar ho gayi.Phir usne muje bhi kamre mein bula liya. Sardiyon ki baat thi. Kamre mein ek double bed tha, jis par teeno Sali soti thi. Mein jab kamre mein gaya, too meri badi Sali boli” jijaji aap aur jiji double bed par so jaao, hum kamre mein hi chaarpai dal kar so jayenge. Meri wife sharma gayi aur boli “tu pagal too nahi.