”I could now see three distinctive marks on her bottom, each developing slowly. I knew that by the sixth there would be marks that would last a good...few days. I let the paddle slip from my fingers and dangle from the leather wrist loop, as I stroked her arse. I could already feel the faint welts forming made by the edges of the narrow leather strips. I could also feel the heat beginning to rise. I let my fingers slide slowly down the cleft between her cheeks, lingering temptingly when I came to. Phar de meri choot ko. Iske phatte chakh de. Ahhhhhhh maarte ja maarte ja meri choot ko. Bahut piyasi ho rahi 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 hun bahar nikalo kya aunty boli nahi mere. She squealed girlishly as he did this.His tongue snaked over the nipple several times. He enjoyed the slight, salty taste of her skin as he pounded her and sucked on her nipples, alternating regularly between the small, pink nodes on her firm, pale breasts. He turned her over quickly so she was on her stomach. He raised her slightly so she was able to properly go on all four legs. He then resumed his relentless pounding of her pussy.Suddenly, he felt himself tensing up as he approached orgasm.. He had been working hard at the hospital for months with no break. But he hated flying. To say Bill was a white knuckle flier was an understatement. The plane had all but just taken off, and already he was freaking out. He had already taken his vicodin and codeine to sleep, and was three beers deep. Normally, he didn’t drink, but now he needed it. His heart still raced intently.He heard the door of the bathroom shut, and he let out a sigh of relief when his girlfriend Morgan exited the bathroom.