Jean se foutu derrière lui et lui dit « j’y vais », alors qu’il avait retrouvé une nouvelle vigueur, malheureusement cela ne rentera pas, « ...il est trop séré, j y arrive pas » dit Paul, Céline réfléchi et eu l’idée d’utiliser le pot de miel, elle l’utilisa sur l’anus d’Hervé, elle en profita pour y glisser des doigts, Hervé a laissé sortir des doux petits cris, il aime ça. Pendant ce temps, Paul rentra directement sa queue dans le pot, pour la ressortir couverte de miel et se branla un peu. I didn't know what to do. I don't know why, but I didn't resist him anymore. He gradually started to fuck me faster, harder, and deeper. And I just took it. "Yeah, that's it, sissy. Get that dick!"I had told him he couldn't fuck me. He knew he wasn't supposed to fuck me. But he was fucking me anyway and I was just taking it! "You're gonna be my bitch when I cum in that ass, huh?"Maybe I was afraid to tell him to stop. Maybe I didn't want him to stop. Maybe I wanted this to happen. "You like. Usne yellow colour ki saari pahan rakhi thi and dekhne me theek thaak thi. Usne mujhe andar aane ko kaha aur phir door lock kar diya. Mujhe sofa par baithne ko bolkar wo cold drink lane kitchen me gayi. Main sofa par baith gaya and room dekhne laga. Wo cold drink lekar aayi aur mujhe dene ke baad mere saamne baith gayi. Uski najren jhuki hui thi. Cold drink pite hue main use dekh raha tha aur maine poocha ki ghar me akeli ho. Usne mere taraf najar uthayi aur haan kaha. Usne kaha ki saas-sasur. More pleasure than I thought possible to be honest.I was really into the moment, asking for more and more whilst my own cock stiffened, I was in total ecstasy then I felt something, his balls slapping against my arse, all 10 inches of his cock was inside of me (i'm getting turned on just thinking about it lol). In and out, in and out it drove me wild until I let out what was probably my most feminine scream to date as my balls unloaded onto his sofa cushions, I came and came and came, I think.