Mere garr washroom nai taa hamee wash jane k liyee kethi mee jhana padthaa taa hor waa sabhi kam karee tee abhi kya karti mee washroom nai gayi hor di...ech naha karr kana pakayi hor tabhi nude thi kyu ki muje chalne me taklif hori thi orr chut see kun nikal ri thi tabhi mee kapde dhoo kar (kun laggi hui thi) ready okkar keth me jhakar roj ki tarraa tiffin di hor tiffin khane k bhad lekar haa ri thi tabhi meere paicha waloo ki dukhan thi waa see bharaf(ice) lekar tiffin mee dalkar gar haiii hoo. A ball gag is place in mymouth now, so I can't even make a noise. Next thing I know his fully harddick is driving up my ass - I’m in pain. Yeah, I have an experienced fuckhole-but he's fucking r****g my cunt with his dick. I can’t move, scream, pleadwith him to stop, nothing, I just have to accept it, and, despite the pain Ifucking love it! My dicks hard as a rock and drooling precum beneath me.My heads in a good d**g-induced haze and I fucking want him to abuse myass . He pounds away at my. It is easy to see why I'm always fighting my waistline. Grandma knows how to cook.As usual, after relaxing a bit after finishing, we got up to clean the place up. I was last into the kitchen, and as I was approaching the stove to help Grandma with a large pot of stock she'd just made this afternoon, she picked it up and swung around. Unfortunately I was right in the path of her arms, and ended up with five quarts of chicken stock and vegetables decorating my body from the chest down. I went. It was a bitter sweet day for me; I just finished signing papers finalizing my divorce to the biggest mistake I’ve made in my life. Now free and horny, I began to review my options. With my head swimming with glorious opportunities, the loud tapping at the passenger door window shocked me back to reality. A young waif, barely legal in age and incredibly unkempt was banging away in desperation with a lipstick tube. I slid the window down a few inches. “You wanna have some fun?” She gasped her.