Yet, she inched nearer to the edge of the spikes, her breath shortening as she guessed her mistress would require more. She did. "Put your breasts thr...ugh the viewing gap so I can suck them," she panted.Betty whimpered and stepped onto the little spikes, crying out and twisting her feet as she tried to find a place of least pain. She got to the oblong hole in the wall and carefully arched her chest to present her nipples to her mistress, every muscle taut as she placed herself within less than. Aab train chale hue 1 ghanta ho gya tha..Toh hum log bhi ache se baith chuke the..And humne apne cabin ke doors aur khidki bhi band kr diye taki hawa andar naa aaye…wo dono bilkul mere samne wali seat me baithe the aur mein shawl leke seat me baitha tha…fir hum batte krne lge ki achanak ritu ne bf-gf ka topic ched diya..Ritu-aapki kitni gf h..?Me-ek bhi nahi yaar..Ritu&surbhi-kyun jhoot bol rhe ho..Me-sahi me yarr im single..Surbhi-bt aap toh dikhne me bhi handsome ho..Me agar aapke college me. On the other side. On my back. On my stomach. Nothing worked. Got up, went to the computer, played around and watched some porn, which didn't help either and only exacerbated the situation. Finally, went back to bed.The time: 2:30am. Still couldn't sleep. It didn't help that she was snoring lightly. What the hell!? If I can't sleep, neither will she. I started caressing her body again. No response. Her breathing stayed the same. She was on her back with her legs slightly parted. Access, this. Sach me agar wo meri biwi hoto too me use phool ki tarh rakhta lekin govind use mar mar ke lal karta hai.Maine suman pahli dekh tab se mai uspe fida hogaya use chodne ke sapne dekh ne laga aur do teen din me mai ek bar use soch ke mutti marta tha me suman ki boobs dekhne liye humre ghar bajume ek boorwell hai vaha wo kapde dhone ati use boorwell ke side me ek janda gad hai waha ake mobile leki bait jata tha.Humare gaon me network bara bar nhi ata us jande ke pass toda acha network aata hai.