Masal de. Bheench ke phor de in gubarron ko. Phar de meri choot ko. Iske phatte chakh de. Ahhhhhhh maarte ja maarte ja meri choot ko. Bahut piyasi ho ...ahi thi yeh, tera lund lene ko. Apni auntiji ko randi bana diya tune. Ab chod meri choot. Matherchod, chod chod chod aur zor se chod., ruk mat bas lora pelo meri choot mein.main josh main aa kar jor jor se apna lund ander bahar karne laga.itne main aunty ek bar leek ho chuki thi. Ab main bhi leek hone wala tha.maine kaha aunty mein leek hone wala. Me and Matt just looked at each other and the wardrobe before again looking at Anne in wonder as she looked at both of us with that beautiful half smile on her face, “once you have chosen your outfits we can decide what wig and make up you want to use” she said.Anne had some beautiful clothes and as I began to go through her wardrobe I found a wonderful pink satin blouse that I put on the bed beside Anne and further exploration led me to a black knee length skirt that looked like I may have. Grabbing her his, I held on for dear life! That was when my thumbs met in the middle. Pulling her cheeks apart wide I wondered what would happen if….She leaned forward over my legs and exposed her rear entrance to my exploration without slowing her gallop toward the finish line!!! So slowly I started pushing the tip of my right thumb into the center of the puckered flesh I had found. At first it resisted and I was afraid it would not yield, but then, the slip pushed in!!! Suddenly pitching. She pulled her dress over her head and was left standing in the road wearing only her boots.By this time, Josh and I were riding as fast as we could push our horses toward the site of the robbery. The woman was dragged to the ground on her back and one of the bandits was in the process of dropping his pants by the time we were close enough to do some good.The bandits were so interested in the upcoming rape that they did not even know that we were riding toward them. Josh pulled his Winchester.