Next day main subah hi subah uskey college key paas ja ker kharaa ho gayaa .mujhe aadha ghanta intazaar karna paraa tab woh nazar aai . Jab uskey papa...chaley gayee tab main uskey paas gayaa aur usko apni gaari main bitha lia . Woh sir syed college main parhti thi . Main usko ley ker gulshan main aa gayaa jahan mera aik flat hai .Jab hum flat main dakhil huey tou abhi main ney door close hi kia tha keh woh mujh sey lipat gayee aur merey honthon per kiss karner lagi main ney bhi french karna. Gods...he had missed this...whores couldn’t do this for him. She was still pure, still ‘good’, still willing, and still (with the exception of her one failed attempt at replacing him) exclusively for his pleasure. He fucked her hard, his mind fogged with lust, a roaring in his brain as he reveled in her weakness, in her screaming, in her pleading, and felt driven to keep driving, to break her up against that wall, to leave her a shuddering mass of flesh, crying out her need even as she sobbed. She grinned down at me as she sat upright slowly, taking my cock slightly deeper until I saw her flinch, then close her eyes. I knew my wife had just plucked her own cherry with my cock. It took only seconds for her to recover, then she was fucking me. Slowly at first, as she took more and more of me, deeper and deeper. Then, with a smile on her face, she dropped her buttocks to rest on my thighs as she took me all the way.“You can’t use your hands, but you can use your hips and your ass, as. He grabbed a piece of chain from somewhere and clipped it to a hook in the ceiling and then the other end went on to my nipple chain. He was so slick that I knew he must have been planning it while he was pounding my tonsils. The finishing touch was a strap around my ankles. I couldn’t move. All I could do was kneel there, tits pulled up to greet whoever came in with a face covered in cum. It was obvious what I was there for. I wondered how many customers there were outside or was he going to.