The one who sat and stared at me the whole time I was there. Even when I wasn't looking his way, I could feel his eyes on me; and it was as if I was n...ked in front of him.I hurried a little. Once I was in my car, I would be safe.She'd seen him. She'd speeded up.Good. The bitch was afraid of him. It gave him a sense of power to know it.She'll be even more afraid soon, he thought. And then wondered what he'd meant by that thought.She hurried through the garage entrance, and managed to duck into. Woh boli kaise? Main uske peeche chala gaya aur uska haath pakad ke nimbu crush karne laga bartan mein. Usne kuch nahi boli. Main uski gaand mein zorr se lund ragad raha tha. But woh kuch nahi boli.Fir maine fresh nimbu liya aur usko cut kiya. Aur uski saari uske blouse ke upar se hataya. Uska sirf blouse tha. Boobs ke upar se saari ka aanchal hata diya. Woh ekdum se chauk gayi. Maine bola aunty ye ganda ho jaega isliye hataya. But woh kuch karti usse pehle hi maine nimbu pakad ke uske boobs pe. The three of us did the usual things with candles and cakes, only we were washing it down with Lemon & Hart 151 proof rum, cut with a splash of water. By midafternoon, none of us were feeling pain. That's when the girls decided that for my birthday to be official, I had to have a birthday spanking.A spirited struggle ensued, during which Jan's blouse was torn, and I copped some great feels of soft tits before my pants were pulled down. I quit struggling because by that time my cock was getting. Only the slight upturn of the corners of his mouth gave any clue to what he felt.His grease covered fingers played over her lips, massaging her clit and brushing against her anus. All the while, the mouse inside her was trying to get out. She could feel its frenzied attempts to escape. She thought the walls of her cunt would rupture from its sharp little paws. It felt like someone was using a file on her walls. After a few minutes, the rodents movements became lesser and weaker. Then,.