I was very wet and having vaginal contractions so wanting to be fucked.Eventually the door opened and both men came in. My visitor was in his late six...ies and friendly. He went into the bathroom whilst I lay on the bed naked and aroused. When he emerged my escort left us and he showed me that he had a twelve inch long erect meaty cock and asked if I would prefer to wear a female condom, which I did by slipping on my panties and inserting the condom. He was watching with interest all the time. Baad ma aunty boli muumy na kab ana hai mana kaha next week tu aunty boli tuja mara ak kam karna ho ga mana kaha theak kam kaya hai aunty boli jot hum kamla ka sath kar raha tha mara sath karna ho ga mana kaha aunty ma aap ka sath nahi kar sakta aunty boli kayo kya hua mana uncle kya bolnga aunty na ghar ma nahi hai unko nahi pata chala gaya jasa thumari mummy ko nahi pata.Ma nahi mana aunty boli soch lo agar mummy ko pata chaga is ke tu nakuri tu gayi or tuja maar bhi pad sakti hai mana sochna. Then Liz said she had a thought, “Go to the room. I’ll be there shortly.”The walk to the room took forever with every step causing my swollen labia and engorged clit to vie for space. The clit won and in the process, gave me an orgasm. On the surface, you might think that is a good thing. Well, at times, it is. At others, it is like a vehicle racing out of no control and without brakes.I welcomed it this time as a sign of what I was sure was to cum.We took that eternity to get to the room,. Impossibly, being stretched on the rack had made her even more beautiful. Every muscle in her was tight, tense, ready. Her stretched, tortured body had a deeply sexual energy to it. Best of all, the stretching action forced her to display her breasts in the most incredible way. The wooden surface of the rack was slightly concave--this was a woman's rack, after all, designed to bring out the best in the female form. It worked wonders on Alley, putting a slight and subtle arch into her back,.