He wanted to pleasure her as well as himself right now. He wanted to feel her quiver on him and relish in having mastered her with his hardness. He mo...ed himself downwards until he could tell by the heat he felt in the head of his manhood that he was poised at her now gaping entrance. ‘Is this what you want Brandi?’ Travis could hardly make the words form and expel them. ‘yeessssss’ was the hissing sound which wrenched from her throat. ‘Tell me what you want, Brandi’ he relished now the power. "Boobies," Molly said, and her grin grew wider. Then she turned and tugged her jersey from her top bunk and pulled it on. "You know what's seriously good for boobies?" What?" I said."Come on," Molly said. "I'll show you."She led me down the stairs, flight after flight all the way to the basement, and then along the bright yellow corridor past one doorway which opened to a laundry room and another which contained a dilapidated ping pong table until we finally we reached the end of the hall. "Ta. It had taken some 15 minutes or so before Bandy's knot had shrunk enough so that he could pull out, and that had been nice too, the waiting. My vagina had clasped the knot eagerly and I'd lain there, regaining my senses slowly while our Master had watched. As soon as Bandy pulled out with a heavy wash of sperm and fuck juice, which was a new and completely different sort of aching pleasure, Bush had mounted me, finding my stretched and well lubricated cunt easily. And after he'd added his. We lay there for a moment and as we came to ourselves, we laughed and she said to clean her with her kamiz. I did. I asked her, how long I can not insert into her, she said never because this will bring all pain and bad name to our family and our parents may even die. She paused and then she said; “but…” and she Stopped I asked her but what? She whispered and said; “but you can enter the other place.” I asked her, which place she said; you have to find out that yourself… and she laughed and.