When he finally pulled out, Casey collapsed against Chad’s chest, panting and sighing with her eyes fluttering dreamily. She tried to fall asleep bu... could not due to Chad repositioning her on her back on the bed. “They’re not going to stop,” she muttered to herself in a half terrified and half excited voice. No matter how much she had begged them to break her, she had not realized they would keep going afterward. “No,” she whispered half heartedly as she felt the tip of his cock against her. Amit-Chachi sex patner chne ho aur sorry bolrehe hoFir wo meri lips pe kiss ki 15 min kiss karne ke baad wo meri se pochi tum pehle kabhi aur se sex kiye ho to maine haan tumhari uncle ki sath to wo boli nehi wo toh tumhari husband hai.Mai-kya husband agar husband hoti toh har kisi ki taraha roz sex karte waise mere ko chod ke itni din door nehi rehteAmit-Mai hoon na chichi aap ki puri khyal rakhungi bol ke meri forhead pe ek kiss ki. Fir wo mere ko bola ki chichi trum khade ho mai tumhe thodi. So we talked for awhile, and then she asked what music I liked. I showed her my CD collection and she started to play one on my stereo.She sat down next to me on the couch. We held each other for a few songs, and then she asked if I would like a lapdance. I remembered that wonderful experience at the titty bar in the private booth, so I said yes. She stood up and took off her sweatshirt and jeans and then went to change the music to some slower songs. She came back and took my hand as I. I immediately recognized that I was sitting on our weight bench."Straddle the bench and lay down."I did as I was instructed. Since the bench was not as long as I am tall, I hand to scoot forward a couple of times until my head was supported. Martha grabbed my legs and placed them between the barbell supports on the other end."Comfortable?" She asked. I nodded. "Good," she said and she placed the headphones back on my ears and turned the music back on to once again deprive me of being able to.