Ab rat ke 11 baj rhethe thodi der bad mousi mare lund ko sehlate hi lund khada ho gaya to main e mousi se kaha muze tumari gand marni hai to mousi bol... nahi chut Kitni bhi mar par gand nahi to maine kaha to muze tume nahi chondna mai jane laga to mousi boli thik hai par sirf aaj ke liye dubara nahi maine kaha aaj rat ke liye wo thik hai boli maine mousji ko ulta litaya or lund ka supada uske gand par rakh ke Dhaka cene laga under nahi ja rahatha mousi boli ki wahase tel le or lund pay laga to. I swallowed everything. The negress gave both of them a blue pill and then demanded that they both undress except for their shoes. "Who wants to fuck first?" asked the negress, and the fat man was faster than the lean one. While I received the order to climb back into the van and squat down with my legs apart and show my juicy wet cunt, the fat man pulled his rubber over his cock. He simply laid the clothes on the street and then the fat man climbed up to me panting.His fat belly was bulging. I see you smiling and I get excited seeing you happy and making you happy. I am determined to go through with this to prove myself worthy of having a Mistress like you.” Mistress looked at me thoughtfully.”You keep trying to compare what we are doing to 'normal' events and traditions and this is why you are feeling so conflicted. If you just think of me and making me happy this would all be so easy.”She poked me lightly in my forehead.”Your big brain is getting in the way. I know you are eager. She encircled it with her fingers and squeezed. I could feel it begin to rise as I kept the lookout for any interruptions. I kept whispering to her. “See how big it is getting? You know you want to stroke it.” She nodded as her hand began to jack it up and down. I decided to start getting dirty with her. “Wouldn’t you just love to have this cock in your little pussy?” “Yes” “Does Mike’s cock get this big?” “No” She kept jacking it and soon it stood at full splendor, barely hidden by the.