Uske baad mujhe gussa aa gaya aur maine ek hi baar me apna 8″ lauda unki sookhi choot me andar tak thaas diya jisse unki jordaar cheekh nikal padi a...ayiiiiiiiiiii aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhh haraaaamiii madarchooooooooooooooood teri ma ko kutta chodeeeeeeee bahan ke laude kahin itnio jor se daala jaata hai kya pahle kabhi choot nahi maari…….? Haraam ke jane…? Ab mujhe aur guss aa gaya tha maine aur jor se dhakke lagaane suru kar diye aur saasu ma aur gandi…gandi gaaliyan dene lagi unki. ?I whined piteously through the gag.?There’s a price to pay for your earlier defiance,? Jessica said. ?I have a few whips and paddles, but I seldom use them. I think you’ll find that this is just as effective a punishment, if not more so, and with minimal effort on my part. What did that take, a few seconds? It will continue to cause you pain and discomfort and with no more work for me.?I whined again. I’d rather she just unloaded on me with a whip on my ass.?I have to admit, you moan and. ’ ‘What’s that s’posed to mean?’ ‘It means that you don’t get involved with the person beyond getting your needs met.’ ‘Oh, well, that it exactly how it is.’ ‘Really?’ She sounded surprised. ‘Yes, really.’ I confirmed. ‘Then why are you so conflicted about your situation? Do you want more?’ I hadn’t considered this before, could it be possible that while I didn’t expect more from my arrangement with Max that a part of me would have liked it to turn into something more. ‘I suppose it’s one of. As she turned her head, we kissed again. I began rippling in and out. The couch springs squeaked. She moaned and brushed a strand of her hair out of her face. Hoarsely she whispered to me. I dispatched my semen inside of Ann, bit by bit. She rocked her hips fast, then slow, and seized my hand, suddenly inhaling. Her back was sweaty. After her legs lifted, she rolled away. The condom was streaked with blood. Gazing me with narrowed eyes, she rose and pulled her t-shirt and jeans on. She curled.