Feeling the warm soft flesh of her bosom she pushed her hands down and slid them inside her bra.Smitha let out a wild cry as she felt her hands slide ...nside her bra.Relax said Pushpa pushing her hands further inside the bra and cupping her breasts in her hands.Smitha moaned louder and thrashed her head on the pillow.Gripping both her breasts in her hands Pushpa bent down and bringing her face over Smitha's back she started kissing the warm flesh of her skin. Smitha went wild with passion and as. She whispered to herself. The transsexual lowered the opened bag of flower down to her dick and moved her hips until the head of her massive rod laid atop it. She then dug it in deeper until the entire head was buried. She began to move her hips back and forth feeling the soft grains rub against her sensitive dick head. A chill shot up her shaft into her body as she picked up speed. Her thick ass cheeks clinched with pleasure as her body began to get heated. Her toes curled over her shoes, and. I couldn't run as my legs stopped moving. She stroked my engorged cock, and my brain was sent into a turvy as the sight of her was sickening, but hell my dick was being stroked. And it had been awhile. She got down on her old decrepit knees and started to suck me off. That shit felt good, and with each stroke my resolve was starting to wane. The witch sucked and sucked and finally made me shoot an enormous load down her throat. She smiled up at me and slowly some of her warts and moles started. After a time Amber took up the narrative again.“When they had finished with us, they put handcuffs on our wrists and dragged us down a hall to a shower. We were hung on hooks like slabs of beef and run through the shower on a rail system. One of the men, who’s job it was, washed our bodies with soap, and then ran water into our pussy’s and butt’s to clean us out. He then moved us to an area with a large hot air blower, and we were dried off.“When we were dry, he took us down from the hooks and.