Pierre called at seven o’clock on the dot.The first thing he did was apologize for all the trouble he and Albert had caused.Pierre asked, “Can you...and I just get together alone and talk like we used to?”I told him that in accordance with the rules of evidence regarding settlement negotiations, nothing we discussed would be admissible, so if he was trying to cook something up, he was wasting his time.I said, “Look Pierre, I don't know that there is much that can be achieved by us talking, but. A hot poker would have felt the same, but I hid my pain. Once he was in I reached back and grabbed his scrotum to be sure he didn't move. I wanted to push him out, but I knew the longer I could hold him in, the faster I would be accustomed to his size and the pain would ebb."Don't move baby, don't move, OK?" I hissed to him.I put my head down and rested it on my hands. After a minute or so I instinctively rolled my butt a little and the movement felt good. I was ready to be screwed."Fuck me. Main chillane lagi aur ye sun kar Badri aur Sardar dono hasne lage. Fir Sardar ne aur jhor kiya aur poora cock meri pussy mein daal diya.Fir Badri aur Sardar aur jyada hasne lage. Sardar bola “Dekh kesi machale hai ye Gujju chhori.” Aur fir jhor jhor se meri pussy mein apna cock andar bahar karte karte bola, “Ye lo mharo Rajasthani lodo thari Gujju chutad ma, ye lo, badi tang hai thari chutad, majo awe se.”Main uske har dhakke par “aaahh, aaiii, naahi, aaaiii aaaiii aaiiiii ooooouuuuh naahiiii”. She could taste a bit of pre-cum leaking out of this one and the salty flavor got her more enthused. She loved being fed cum and this taste was just a pre-curser to the feast of cum she was planning to receive. One of the men grabbed her head and shoved his dick down her throat. It made her eyes water and her nose run as she choked on the man meat. She loved being forced to take a cock. It was a vulnerable, subservient act, that gave her a mini orgasm each time a fresh cock was buried in.