Tyamule gharat khayala pyayala kami navti. He sarva ti baget pikvat ase, tya divshi sandhyakali sarva maal viklyavar atyane aajikade paise dile.Aaji: ...ta baagkamala survat karayala havi. Aatya: ho udyapasunch suru karte. Dusrya divshi aatyane te aadlya divshiche hot kapde mhanje ti sexy choli ani slacks sarkhe tight lugde ghatle hote. Aadlya divshi khup paise milalayane ti aanandat hoti. Nehmi ti tiche daat lamb kes madhun bhang padun sadha aamdada bandhat ase pan aaj matra tine sarva kes mage. "Mmmm smells so yummy."My sister hopped over and licked my fingers, then kissed Ron. "Tastes pretty good too," she added giggling."Mmm yes I agree," Ron whispered in my ear as he moved his hand from my throat down to my waist, jerking my body backwards to make sure I felt his hard cock against my back.I felt an aching for it deep inside me. "Mind if I have a better look? I wanna see your little pussy."I looked over at my sister with a questioning look, and she gave me a nod. "Sure Ron," I. She's a real beauty, sweet too," You pause, "I'm gonna go out with her this week." Oh," is all my numb brain can come up with. I stare at my plate, my kappa-maki still unmoving."Sorry Ken-chan. I'll make it up to you."I hardly hear the words, dimly registering my own mouth saying the words, "No big deal," as my vision blurs. I want to scream, to shout, to tell you why you can't do this to me. But all I can do is let glistening tears drop onto the small sculptures of raw fish and rice in front. “There are only two ways to make this stop. Use your safeword or give me my climax,” Emma said with surprising harshness.“Ooooowwww, Mistress...”Emma was relentless. The hand below Jess’ crotch continued to move the vibe back and forth, back and forth. Each rub felt like a cattle prod in her crotch. No, that wasn’t really right. But she didn’t know what it felt LIKE. But it hurt. And still felt good in a super-hyper-sensitive way. But it mostly hurt.“Ahhhh, unnngghh,” continued Jess’ groaning.