. or didi phir kuch dar ruki rahi ose tarha or boli aik baar bhair nikal lu dard ho rahe hai .plz suntay ho na ese jaldi bhair nikalo or didi kuch mar... taraf agay ko ho gaye to aik awaaz ayse aye jasay koi bottle kholti hai patak kar kay ..or didi kuch relex se hoe .. or main bola didi kiya hoa hai …Didi chup doggy style main khare rahi or phir boli dard ho raha hai maray bhai . itnay main khan chacha apna lund didi ki hips main ragrany lag paray or phir didi ki gore arounded fat hips kay opper. ..Dave shoved it and held it as deep as he could while Kendra came all over it.She was so wet she could feel her juices dripping all over. This was a good thing since Dave slowly withdrew his cock from her cunt and slowly stuck it in her ass. Pushing the head in first, to let Kendra get used to it. Slowly Dave eased his cock in deeper. He took Kendra’s legs behind her knees under his arms and then started to fuck her ass a bit faster and deeper. Kendra’s ass was tight around Dave’s cock. When I woke up screaming I was on a, for lack of a better description, a gigantic flat orange rug. I was still in my uniform holding my spear in one hand and shield in the other. I even vividly remembered being run through the body with the other guys sword. My quilted coat still had the hole in it, but I didn’t when I checked. I got up and looked around for somebody. When I didn’t see anybody I wandered around some.”“Finally, I discovered that I was on what was essentially a projected world. , and knew they were likely asleep together, I was awake, in agony. So much pain, to imagine a man in my bed, with my wife...picturing her curled up against him, and wanting him to be her protector. I didn't know how much more of this I could take, and my mind disappeared into fitful dreams as exhaustion took away my consciousness.******Anna was the one to wake me, and release me. She wouldn't talk about the night. She was distant, cold. During the day on Sunday, I heard her talking quietly on.