Phir hum dono bate krne lge bhabi mujhe kuchh ajib treh se dekh rhi thi pr maine kuchh nhi bola.thodi der bate krte krte bhabi ne mjhse puchha ki meri...koi girlfriend h to maine bola ki nhi to wo boli ki sab ldke aise hi bolte hMaine unhe bola ki such me nhi h chaho to mere dosta se puchhlo.to wo boli koi baat nhi main tumhare liye dhund deti hu, per tumhe mera 1 kaam krna hoga main jhat se teyar ho geya to wo boli ki tumhe pehle mujhe khush krna hoga maine unse puchha ki aap ko kya chahiye to. I am expecting another hit from the whip at any moment, but instead I can feel Han’s hands rubbing ice over my ass. Wonderful sensation on my stinging ass and then he reaches from behind me and teases my nipples with ice.Then more oil on my ass as I am very close to orgasm.“Now, fuck me really hard, don’t hold back.”I do just that in long, slow strokes as Hans has an almost evil look on his face and a massive erection between his garter belt, while he is relishing what he is doing for their. She does it hard, and then she pinches my nipple. A silent "Oh fuck!" escapes my lips, and she giggles.Finally her hands spread my legs. As wide as possible. She gives me a sexy smile, and she goes down on me. No teasing, her tongue just pushes itself between my pussy lips, and starts dancing in there.This time my "Oh fuck!" is much louder. She definitely knows what she is doing. One of her hands grabs my breast again. Her other hand rubs my clit. But her tongue inside of me is definitely the. Or so he said it was. To me he looked as if he was wearing a grandmother's MUU-MUU. He wore a pointy cap and was covered in beads made of alligator bones. He smelled of incense. This alone made my head spin.Anyway he had a little suitcase with ingredients. You know the usual voodoo priest stuff. Swamp water, nutria eyes, frog lips, alligator tongue. This is the usual voodoo priest fare. He introduced himself to me as Dr. Boudreaux. Then he went into my kitchen and proceeded to mix up an unholy.