Panicked, I didn't stop massaging, hoping for an okay reaction.But she didn't move. Kaitlin relaxed back into my hands even more, moaning again. "Sinc... when were you good at massages?" She took a sip of her beer. Still not acknowledging my boner. "You're way to good at this." I used to give Erin one when she was stressed out." I replied meekly. "Is that all you gave her?" I could have sworn she pushed her ass down on my boner then."Kaitlin! I'm sorry it's just -" It's okay Scott, I'm teasing!". Suddenly, I opened her wide and chained her ankles. She was incredibly wet, swollen, her thighs glistening with moisture. She was spread eagled, on her stomach, the clamps biting into her nipples, her breasts flattened against the bed, unable to close her secret places to me now. At my mercy, serving her Master. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could just watch. I undressed and lay on top of her, skin to skin, her soft warmth underneath me. I was hard, probing her wetness. She tried to. Bhabhi mere lund ko pura mu pe bharne koushis ki but pura a nehi raha tha to upor se niche pura chatne lagi…Mere gaand ko bhi chati ahhhhh kaya maja a raha tha.Fir bhabhi boli ab raha nehi ja raha maderchod chod mujhe, bhabhi ki bat sunke mai unki tang dono mere kandhe pe rakha aur chut pe apna lund ghusane laga.Mera lund ghusane waqt bhabhi ko dard ho raha tha bolne lagi thora dhire kar behen ki laure but mai suna nehi jorse dhakka mara to lund almost ghus gaya aur bhabhi chikh pari fir mai. (Well, I must confess — I do, because I happen to be a Yankees fan) And no one likes to see America doing reasonably well. Well, besides Americans, I guess. Another big factor is our alliance with Israel. The equation goes something like this: We’re on their side, hence, we must be against their side. And the attack came from ‘praise be to Allah’ extremists. I’d guess that all (or most) of you are familiar with the ‘Net applet ICQ. On one of my accounts, I’m available for random messages. My.