. aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh. . . . . ooohhhhh tumhain bhi maza aa raha hai kya haan bahut maza aa raha hai mujhe bhi . . . Jiya kya aaj hum bhi suhag raat man...in please na mat kerna aur dekhna bahut maza aai ga please haan ker do please meri khatir . . . . Nahi nahi Sarim mujhe dar legta hai aur dard hoga mujhe finger se itna dard hua ke mujhe sara din sukoon nahi mila aur tum jab ye ander dalo ge tab mera kya ho ga nahi bas aisa hi kerte hain aur suhag raat nahi manate aahh please maza aa raha hai. He didn't just coax an orgasm but drew it from the pit of her loins. It was if he struck a match and the combustion caused a searing white hot explosion. He didn't stop. The orgasm continued to wash over her in waves of ecstasy. She needed him inside her, like she needed oxygen; she needed all of him, deeply penetrating, touching every jangling nerve that he had exposed. Somehow she found herself free from restraint, still stunned by the force of her orgasm. She focused on one thing, having. "The magic in the leg portionof the hose will always keep your legs as hairless as ifyou just finished a wax job. You'll never have to shave orwhatever again. Of course even though you'll feel your softnylon body to the touch in both the tub and going to thebeach you can mentally cast an illusion of what your newbody would look like without the hose on." I'd better see about a costume." Jane said as she lookedaround the store. "If I don't go to the party, they'll benothing to do but watch six. Also that in the thin walls of the adjoining room of the twin cottage a man was intently listening to all they were saying! I found this out the next morning.After some time, when she had not come back, I peep again. She had disappeared! Apparently they had gone out of the room or were the large lump on the bed! Then suddenly I heard strange sounds on the bed!! I could hear I her gasping sounds interspersed by stifled screams. I could hear his loud sucking sounds also.I wanted to see what was.