They had already made marks on their form as they entered the arena. Cynful was nervous but kept perfectly still as she had trained. One of the judges...reached under cynful and pinched her nipple trying to get her to break form. She didn't flinch or jerk at the unexpected contact. Even as the pinch got harder and more painful, she didn't move. Just as she thought she could take no more, she felt her nipple released.Just as her nipple was released, she felt a finger being pushed into her asshole.. Wo ro rahi thi aur bol rahi thi “please mane java de aa khotu chhe, java de nahi to hu chilayis” matlab please mujhe jane de ye sab galat hai chod de varna mein chilaungi. Kuch der baad usne haar maan li aur boli, “ thik chhe j karvu hoy te kar pan araam thi bo dukhavto nahi”, matlab thik he jo karna hai kar par araam se karna. Phir meine use khada kiya aur use kiss karne laga aur sath hi uski gaand aur boobs gown k upar se hi masalne laga.Wo mera sath to nahi de rahi thi par mujhe resist bhi. ..and still am." "That's why I left my husband. He was just too sensitive for me, not aggressive enough, you know." she said. All this was starting to make my heart beat fast. "Why in the hell is she telling me her life story?" I thought. She then said. "That's also why I had decided to get a job in teaching after I left my husband. Too be around what I was so attracted to in high school, bad ass, young boys with attitudes...nothing gets me more wet." "Holy shit!" I said out loud. "Haha." she. "And then, I just know Clyda will want to fuck the living daylights out of me," Jordan thought to herself. Jordan closed her eyes and found herself contracting and using her throat muscles in new ways that she had never thought possible, as she sucked and massaged and literally fucked Clyda's enormous cock with her mouth and throat. Jordan lost track of time as she engrossed herself in working on Clyda's cock. Some ten minutes later, she could feel Clyda's breathing increase, and she could.