Kuchh dino tak savita ne us chij ko observe kiya aur ek din wah khud hi boli mahesh mere pyre bhai kya baat hai aajkal tum kuchh dino se udas dikh rah... ho. Aur mujhse baatein bhi nahi karte ho. Koi problem hai kya. Maine plan ke according maine is baat ko taal diya aur haste huye bola nahi didi koi baat nahi hai main thik hun. Uske baad bhi maine yah drama continue rakha. Lagbhag ek week ke baad savita ne mujhse kaha mere dulare bhai tum mujhse kuchh chhipa rahe ho mujhe batao yadi possible. I pushed my asshole back against his cock and I felt it start to spread me. I was about to spread my ass about two inches wider that I ever had with a dildo, and I had no doubt it was going to hurt before it felt good. I gritted my teeth and kept pushing back as Carl started to split me in two. He was being a good sport and staying completely still. I kept up the pressure and concentrated on being completely relaxed down there and suddenly Carl's massive black cock slipped in a couple of. This was an expression that Jacqui had never heard before but the gloating of the Doms and the fearful glances of the Subs told her that this was one of the private, and spectacular, rituals of the Hang Out Club. Judging from the various reactions it was also something special which did not often happen.The Dom handcuffed the unfortunate girl with her hands behind her back and then positioned her on the whipping frame, but not with her arse or belly in the air as Jacqui had expected; She was. She was growing into what he had always desired, a loving, willing and talented submissive lover. “Good girl. You deserve a reward my pet. You get to have my belt for twenty strokes. Each stroke you are to count and to thank me for allowing you this honour. “ “Yes Sir....one, Sir thank you....two, Sir thank you.” Peter took his time with his belt – slowly growing in the pace of the lashings. He noticed that his pets voice getting shaky on the 8th stroke and by the fifteeth her sensed she.