Maine uski gand ke ched par ungli rakhi kanchan boli sale kamine apni bahan ki gand mai ungli kar raha haikutte sale.maine kaha aur galiya do jo tumhe...sabse gandi aati hai wo do wo bahut dheere apni choot mere muh par ragad rahi thi aur siskiya le rahi thi amine uski choot par katato wo uchak ke baith gayi aur boli madarchod bahan chod chodna hai to lundse chod muh se dyo chod raha hai kutte aaj Apni randi chinal ko khus kar do maine kha to jaldi se meri randi seedhi let ja aaj to teri choot ka. She's still flush from the orgasm. Of course I have a raging hard-on. I'd like nothing more than to bend her over the bed, shove my dick through that open crotch in her hose, and pound into her doggystyle. We don't have time for that, but now that she's had hers, I want mine. I drop my pants, grab the back of her head, and push her down towards my dick. "On your knees, bitch! It's my turn now!"She offers not a hint of resistance. She loves sucking cock at least as much as she loves getting. I knelt without thinking and began kissing his cock. I ran my mouth up and down the length of getting it wet. I looked up at him, as he pushed it into my mouth. I relaxed my throat and he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I began bobbing up and down on it, sucking it as if my ass depended on it. In many ways, I was sure it did. I felt Matt behind me, rubbing my ass and pressing his cock between my asshole and vagina. He dipped it inside and I tried to squeeze it with my cunt,. I checked the video equipment out in the dungeon or playroom, as I liked to call it, and loaded fresh extended play tapes in the recording machines. I used professional-format equipment, so I could get tapes that had space for more than the poor quality EP format VHS that recorded 6 hours on home equipment. After Linda finished cleaning up from the grilled New York Strip dinner I had prepared, I told her the Master would be coming by later to visit his Bitchdog. That was her signal to prepare.