.bas….phir usne mujhe pakda aur kiss karne laga. Phir bistar pe litaaya, aur top uthaake mamme chaatne laga. Meri aah nikalne lagi…Mujhe yakeen na... h raha tha ki yeh sab ho raha tha. Phir usne uthkar kapde utaare apne, phir mere. Bilkul nanga karke usne meri chut chaatni shuru kardi. Main madhosh ho rahi thee….jab main poori tarah se garam hoke ussey chudai ki bheekh maangne lagi, who mere uppar aaya aur apna lund mere munh mein de diya. Main hairan reh gayee….uska lund itna mota aur lamba. How ya doing?"As she let Bobby climb down out of the car, Melanie stood and turned to face me. Her eyes were brimming with tears. With a whimpering voice, she replied, "Not very well."I was shocked! Her cute face looked terrible. She had a blackened and swollen left eye, her right cheek was bruised, her lower lip was badly swollen, and her eyes were red from crying."What the hell happened to you? Will you be alright? Do you need to see a doctor?"She began crying and said. "I'm sorry. I know I. I fastened black-leather restraint cuffs to each of her wrists then connected the cuffs with a short length of chain. I draped the cape over her shoulders and partially buttoned its front, leaving the buttons on the lower part undone.I took her down to the garage and helped her into the passenger seat of the car. The chain connecting her wrist cuffs was a perfect length, which allowed her to keep her hands by her sides, but did not let her lift them from the bucket seat. I buckled her seatbelt,. . She was wearinga tight, red, rubber looking catsuit... high stripper like, black kneeboots... her hair was in two pigtails and her face was made up very sexywith shiny red lips... they opened as she walked over to me..."Don't speak pet," she stroked my hair and under my chin... "Yes, weneed to get rid of all this scruff...," she walked behind me pulling myboxers down and her finger went slowly into my ass..."Eennnnnnnnnn....ohh..." I tryed to stand and get her out of me...She pushed me down.