Ye sunte he uski aakhe faat gai usne bola bhai nahi mere chut me bauth dard hai mai mut bhi nahi pa rahi pls bhai mai marjaungi pls bhai I told here s...n lund mera tight hai chodunga tho jarur ha tu chae tho mai dhere dhere tere gaad marlunga usne bola nahi tumhara lund bauth mota hai mere gaad fat jayege nahi bhai pls maine usko trust dilaya that I will fuck here slow slow after a long effort she agreed ab maine usko waha se utha ke just bagal me ghar ke andar se he garage me jane ka rasta tha. A camera flash went off. (I learnt later that his wife took photos of that first cock in me). There I was bent over, with lovely soft sexy underwear all over my body, looking like a woman, with a cock up my backside. The sensation from the toothpaste and his cock was mind-shattering. I was groaning with ecstacy, a man, I don't know which, started to suck my cock while the other cock was fucking me. I was told afterwards that while the husband was fucking me, one of the other men was fucking. He then pressed another button and a blue background with white text announcing the date came on the screen. It stayed on that screen for a few seconds and then was replaced by a picture of the office of the ice cream parlor. Mr. Keller pressed the fast forward button and the little time banner in the upper corner started speeding by 6:00am, 7:00am. The minutes flew by so quickly that you couldn’t make out the numbers but the hours ticked by ever second or so. 8:00am, 9:00am, 11:30am. Some. My first lap was just getting used to the car as I drove it. The way the car was set up made it want to slide up on the track, but the trick was to keep it down when you were at top speed and keep the car sliding all the time.I drove lap after lap, slightly increasing my speed each lap. I was finally sliding around the track in a constant four-wheel drift while keeping the accelerator on the floor. This car was hot and it was also perfectly built to handle the track. I practiced sliding up and.