He clearly read my mind because that is just what he did. As I let out a faint scream, his hand immediately covered my mouth. Everything stopped. I kn...w not to turn round. From somewhere he had produced a piece of rope and, after pushing my head down, I felt something happening and before I had any idea what was going on, my wrists had been tied together. This was what I wanted, what I had wanted for as long as I could remember. I knew he could sense my longing. A few reassuring kisses, then. He loves abusing my breasts, and he revels in my complete submission. I am nothing more than an instrument for his pleasure and I know it. I can see his cock rising again.He tells me to stand up and bend over the ottoman, so my ass is in the air. His fingers roughly probe my wet pussy and then his hard thick cock shoves into me. I have been waiting all night for this. He pounds into me, I can hear the sound of his cock slapping in and out of me, I can feel my own wetness on my pussy lips. She took it in her hands and held it up to have a better look at it."Nice," she thought when she checked the dress out. "Maybe a little too skinny for my taste, but I bet it will look pretty on me."She decided to do like she was told and walked into the next room to take a shower. She first did her business on the toilet and when she was done, she stepped into the shower cubicle. She noticed that the bottom of the shower was just a huge grill. The metal felt cold beneath her feet."Umm, how does. Let me know once he arrives. We are taking our wife to the bedroom to warm up.”Vikram now came towards me and lifted me on shoulders and took me to the bedroom. We went inside the bedroom. I was made to stand next to the bed, and all four sat on four corners of the bed. First, Ismail came towards me and started feeling me up.Meanwhile, Vikram started recording the scene on his phone. Ismail pinned me to the wall and started smooching me. He felt me from top to bottom without removing a single.