You moan. I tightly grip it at the base and begin to slowly pump it. Your breathing gets harder; you bury your face against my collar bone. My hand co...es over the head and I rub your slit. You groan and bite my shoulder. You don’t draw blood but you leave bruises. Your hands find their way into my jeans, slipping into my soaked panties. You whisper in my ear: “You’re so wet.” I keep pumping your cock, veins pulsing along its length. You ease two fingers inside me and I gasp. I arch my back,. Then after we talked she said to come for sleep as it was getting late and she was tiered and wanted to sleep. We both went to the inside room and lied on our beds. After some time I saw that she was lying on her back and her boobs were moving in to and fro motion . By now I knew that she also wanted sex but was hesitant so I decided to make my move.After few minutes I asked her choti daadi aap so gayi kya ??She said nahin abhi nahin soyi hoon bol kya hua ??I said ki yahan bahut garmi lag rahi. ”Axel could no longer meet the ogre’s eyes and hung his head to the ogre’s great pleasure. He laughed at Axel and took his time doing so. Then he had enough and raised his giant club to finish Axel off.Until he heard Axel’s own laugh. A laugh of a happy man, not a defeated one.“Have you gone mad?”“No, oh no. Or maybe I have,” Axel said, standing once again. “It’s just kinda funny that you knew all that about us and our plans while missing a crucial detail.”“This is a most pathetic way to buy. I've since found out that they actually make coffe by mixing their own pee with water, about 50:50 before brewing it. They kept asking me if I wanted a cup, I kept saying no, then one day I drank some. It actually tasted more like salty coffee than pee, I have a cup with them every morning. The reason I'm there, when they are seated for breakfast, I stand next to the table and lift my dress or skirt so that they can each get a small juice glass full of the fresh stuff. They keep talking.