Dada er chotto bachder moto amr bota gulo chuste laglo , ami pagol hoyegelam, dada ke joriye dhorlam. Dadar buke matha rekhe dadar hath duto joriye dh...rlam.dada r kirti ami ha kore takiye takiye dekhchilam , moner modhye akta supto annodo hocchillo. Dada o geno pagoler moto amr dudu gulo chete chuste laglo , amr dudu gulo or jiv diye chatar fole besh khara hoyechilo r dalim moto lal hoye giyechilo. Dada bollo dekh sona bon tor dudh gulo kemon dalim Moto lal hoyegeche icche hocche puro kheye. She finds the warehouse which looks like you could replace the word "ware" and "crack" and do a service to honesty. This place looks like it's been abandoned for years.Angel pushes the main door open and it practically collapses into a pile of rust. Inside the warehouse is filthy. He doesn't really expect her to fuck here, does he? Her phone buzzes."Keep going straight until you come to the elevator."Is he watching her?She looks around and sees CCTV cameras staring unblinkingly at her from. I longed to be forced to stand it. “Are you ready?” “Oh, yes!” “Stand in the middle facing this way.” I swung one leg over the beam. “Now lower yourself till you are sitting on it.” The serrated edge of the triangular beam fitted snugly into my crotch and stimulated my pussy. Bob took a long rope, knotted it firmly round my waist and tied the other end to the frame in front of me. Then he made me lean back—back till my shoulders pressed against the frame behind me and my arms dangled over. I promptly responded and sent my pics begging him to use me. He was at my door within 20 min. After checking me out he said we need to make a few minor changes. He pulled out a leather collar and leash with whore written on it. Then took about a sharpie and wrote on my back and just above my ass. Then with lipstick he wrote whore with my mouth being the O and cum hole on my forehead with arrows pointing to my mouth. I have to admit I was a little worried about this but he was so damn hot and I.