He should’ve told her then. Afterwards, after seeing Coral’s results, he ought to have again. Yet such were their power, combined with the trip’... latter phantasmagoria, that he reluctantly withheld the effusion. Emotion and an unspoken though nonetheless imposed feeling of obligation might’ve transformed his simple declaration into one ambivalent claim of love. Cuniff could not speak the words because he did not believe them. Having Irene Regan on the sly proved that. Still, in his later years. ”“My... cunt?” I repeated in a questioning tone.“Yes, my dear, your cunt. Your exquisite little cunt. Your pink, juicy cunt. As a beautiful girl, you have a tight, tasty, dripping cunt. Your cunt is the soul of everything you are and will become. Hence, you are a CUNT. Do you understand? Say it for me.”“I’m a... a cunt,” I dared to whisper. It sounded so nasty, so vulgar, so... right.“Again,” Kara urged. “Do not be ashamed. Be proud. You are a beautiful little cunt.”“I’m a Cunt!” I. Yaha nahi.Me: PlzzzzShe: OK. (I was very happy to hear OK word)Then she starts removing her sari, duppatta and removing her blouse. She opened her blouse and slightly removed that.She: Dekh liya.Me: Nahi na. Plz remove the blouse completely.I was becoming very horny. My monster starts making tent in my track pant. I put my hand inside my underwear and massaging my monster. Now she removed totally her blouse and was in Black color bra.Me: Please remove bra also.She: No. Bilkul nahi.Me: Please. “I crave it Master, please, please let me feel you inside of me.” My wife is rubbing my ass and tickling my balls. I feel Brad step up to me and my wife licks his cock head to get it wet. She holds it as I feel the moist head press against me. He gently enters me as I feel his huge head slide in. I just groan with pleasure.He pushes in until he is balls deep. He stays put for a minute to let me get comfortable. He slowly withdraws but not all the way. He pulls out so just the head is in me..