He walked straight out to meet me. We gyrated and jiggled, thrust and bumped for about an hour. Paul's hide was covered in a very healthy sweat. I kne... his crotch was drenched in sweat too and that the abrasions were getting a little extra bight from the salt in that sweat. There was no audible indication throughout the dancing that with every jiggle or thrust he was rasping his nuts and cock across a score of steel teeth. He gave it his all. I had to admit, Paul was earning my respect and. Ab maine apni shweta ko wapas ghumaya ar uske hontho par apne honth rakh diye ar choosne laga mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise mujhe jannat mil gayi ho maine dhire-dhire uske honth choosne shuru kiye kbhi upar vala honth kabhi niche vala hmlogo ne bht der tak ek doosre ko smooch ki ar smooch karte hue maine dono hath piche se uski chaddhi mei daale ar uski bdi si gaand ko pakad k god mei utha lia ar ek table par baitha diya fir maine kiss karte hue apni tongue uske pinky lips pe chua diye vo halka. And what she’d seen piled under his Christmas tree were the gifts from her he was returning as ‘the right thing to do.’ ‘It was good for both of us right up to the end, though, wasn’t it?’ he asked with a silly grin on his face. ‘Now we can just be good friends and that will be better for us both.’ The bastard thought he was doing the ‘right’ thing. How embarrassed and frustrated she now felt, thinking how she had clung to him on the bear-skin rug, luxuriating in the feel of him crushing her to. She stiffened with the pain and grunted again, involuntarily this time, as her rapist jammed his cock ever deeper into her aching cunt, his strong hands cruelly mauling her large breasts. Her six foot, muscular body, deeply tanned but for the white strips at her breasts and crotch, was straining desperately but futility against the ropes at her feet and hands which were holding her nude body spread eagle against the hot, unyielding metal of the tank's front slope as the rapist mauled her. Tears.