Pooja: wah Manoj tera ye lund to bilkul ghode ke jaisa hai.Manoj: abhi aapne is ke karname dekhe khan hai Pooja jab dekhogi to sab bhool jaoogi.Pooja:...to phir der kis baat ki hai Manoj mujhebhi to bataoona.Manoj : Pooja iske liye tumko mere is lund ko kutiya ki terh chatna hoga.Pooja: Manoj ye kya tum ne mujhe kutiya kha?Manoj: abhi to sirf kutiya kha aage aur bhi bhut kuch kahoonga meri jaan.Chalo ab paltu kutiya banjaoo aur mere is ghode jaise lund ko apne muh me leker chuso.Pooja apne charo. I wondered if there was a hierarchy between them.“Should the name be a boy or a girl, Ma’am?” I asked.“Should the name be a boy or a girl, Ma’am?” Ann mocked me and imitated my tone like I was some kind of an asshole. She told me that depended on what kind of lovers I prefer. “Just don’t name it after one of us. We are going to be much bigger pains in your ass than that plug,” she said as she hit me again between the crack. This time without the plug, the wood crushed my anal rim, and I felt. We began making out for a few minutes. He put his arms around me and held me close as we made out. I put my hand on the bulge in his pants and his cock was really hard. So obviously he did have a thing for me.“You are turned on by the idea of us doing it,” I said.Then he knew there was no turning back, he kissed me again and pulled me right on top of him. We both put our arms around each other and made out passionately for a few minutes.“This is hot,” I said.He picked me up and brought me to. He was equally unsuccessful as he tried to speak,only managing a quiet muffled whimper. As the strength began returningto his limbs, Jim realised he was restrained on a flat vertical board.Although his arms, legs and torso where tightly bound and unable to movethem Jim found he could move his head be it only a fraction. Forcing hiseyes to focus on his surrounding Jim couldn't see in front of himbecause the spotlights blinded him again. Turning away, Jim saw othermen naked and bound to boards,.