The cultists' chant rose once more. She looked at them in turn, pleading in silence for their pity and their touch. The words of submission wanted to ...ubble forth from her mouth, but she fought them back one more time. She was too afraid of what that touch would mean.Her mind wanted to scream the question at them: why? Why leave her so fearful of what might happen if she gave in? Why not just make her accept them? Why torture her like this?"Kethr'quixla nox'thrissa orgos ron'yenqua." N-no .... Bas kaam chalau lund hai Adarsh ka. Naa zyada patla na zyada mota.Mere lund ko mehsoos ho raha tha, ki chut sach mein tight hai. Maine thodi der lund ko andar hi rakha, aur fir usko jhatke dena shuru kiya. Meri speed itni zyada thi, jaise koi chooha ya Rabbit chodta hai speed mein. Itni fatafat choda usko, aur itni gehrayi se choda usko, ki wo aankhon se khushi ke aansu nikaal rahi thi. Gauri ki chut mein jaise ek machine chaalu thi meri.Mere jhatke itne zordaar the ki poora examination cot hil. We had finished our first drink when I noticed two young guys eyeing my wife up, which was not a surprise as she was looking very horny in a short skirt and high heels. After a while, I asked my wife if she liked the look of the two guys. She said they looked quite dishy and should she go and chat with them. I encouraged her to go over and say hello, which she did. She came back over to where I was sitting. "I have invited them back to ours for a drink," she announced. About half an hour later,. We made arrangements for me to show up there Saturday afternoon. I showed up at the appointed time and was surprised when I saw her--she was taller than I am (I'm 5'11", she had to be at least 6'2") and fairly stocky. She looked like she could kick my ass in a wrestling match, but had an unmistakable femininity.Her hair was dirty blond and loosely curled, and her face was quite beautiful. She was wearing makeup, but it was understated and complimented her face rather than drawing attention to.