I liked running my hands over her body, I could feel her muscles tense as I pressed the towel against her, moving it up between her legs and rubbing h...r raw. I knew she was sore, but I continued to push the soft fabric into her battered cunt. When she was dry I took her back into the bedroom, the food was laid out on the bed and I made her sit on the edge of the mattress. "It's time for you to start acting like my slave. Feed me cunt." I laid back on the bed, she was right next to me and I ran. Aapka lund bahot garam hai. Meri chooth ki pyas bhuja do. Main tumhare liye kuch bhi karungi. Mere pati, ooh mere prem. Main prem kie diwani hoon. Choose lo mere har ang ke ras ko.”His hands tore away my pink blouse and my lacy new bra was seen. My hands went up to cover my breast. He caught hold of my right hand and put it above my head. His lips went on my right boob and he kissed away in pleasure. All the while, his cock was on my left thigh. I told him, “fuck me Prem. Fuck me . Fuck me, my. Odd as they have definitely stayed out later than this. Lauren was hoping it wasn’t because of Tracie they'd called it a night.On the drive home Lauren and Tracie talked and Tracie told her if she wasn’t ready to call it a night she knew of a place that always was rocking and had something going on for the weekend. Lauren didn’t want to seem prudish or anything even though the area they were heading to was a part of town she wouldn’t normally go and figured that Tracie was out of her comfort. The veins were sticking out and throbbing.An hour later, Donnie still hadn’t cum. Blood drained from his head and filled his swollen cock. He was becoming dizzy, and his arms felt like they were about to fall off. He’d never experienced anything like it. He waddled over to the bathroom window with his boxers still around his ankles and pulled the window open. The cold, crisp air cleared his head. Donnie kicked his boxers off and deposited them in the clothes hamper. Donnie shared a Jack n’ Jill.