She starts a low whimpering moan that lasts for long seconds before becoming louder. "That's it slut, cum on that big cock!" I growl in her face.She d...es. Her legs give out and you feel her pussy clamping and releasing around your shaft, over and over.Within moments she is lifted off her feet by your final thrust. "AHHHH. FUCK, FUCKING BITCH!!" You cry out as your convulsing cock shoots rope after rope of your pent up load deep into my wifes quivering pussy. You push so hard and deep that she. First kumari used come to broom my house. She came every day by wearing a sari to work while she broom my room I used to see her melons hang through her blouse. Some days passed like this. After a month or so again I got a chance to be alone in my house as my family went to their native place.Next day morning I woke by 5 o clock began to wait for kumari. She too knew that I was alone in my house. I freshen up myself and began to watch TV. By 6 am my door bell rang. I went out and opened the. Fuck them. Cut them. They are yours." Page spun around. "See? This is your piece of ass."Page then reached over and roughly turned Willow towards the counter. With no warning she took her own crop and laid five stripes on Willow's ass then roughly turned her again and completed the punishment strokes across Willow's breasts. Page grasped Willow's breasts. "Sir, these are your too. Your marks, your tits, your ass. We are not dolls that will get broken if you play with us. There is no perfection. She told me you are the best Ink man in the city. May I look at some of your design books to pick one out?"Nickolai smiled but it was not a smile that inspired confidence or extended a friendly welcome. In fact, it sent a delicious shiver up Julie's spine and she wondered where the strange thoughts about struggling under his control crept into her mind. She hoped her French undies were strong enough to absorb her sudden sense of wetness down there and that she would not be shamefully.