Prakash: Apke pati ayse nahi chodte kya?Main use uksane ke liye boli: Nahi, unka lund to bachche jaysa hai. Tumhara mast hai. Ahhh! Chodte raho. Baate...kam.Prakash chup chap agle 5 minute meri aysi chudayi kiya mano koi machine ho. Sachme ek kisaan ki taakat aaj main pahli baar jaan rahi thi. Kya tagda lund aur bina ruke chodhne ki takat thi usme. Main aankhe band kar aahe bharti hui uski ghodi bankar chudti rahi aur woh mere andar deta gaya.Agle 5 minute baad meri choot ki usne aysi halat kar. “Phones and electricity are still out, I’m afraid. We keep a few cellulars around for emergencies, though. The towers have backup power supplies. Here, use this one,” he said reaching out and picking a small flip phone off the counter.From memory, John dialed his agent, needing two tries when he forgot the area code. Finally, he got through to the secretary who said the man was out but gave him the proper procedure to follow. Malcolm reminded him to get the fax number and slid a kitchen note. He pushed Susan onto the carpet and said to the others hold her legs up and apart, withing seconds Susan was being held down and it was then that i noticed the size of Jays cock. He had dropped his boxers and was soon between her legs and with a massive thrust he buried his cock into Susans cunt. His cock must have been about nine or ten inches long, and for what seemed like ages he rapidly fucked her cunt as hard as he could. By now Susan was gasping for breath and he soon had her screaming in. . Daddy and Uncle Roger will get sooo much pussy and ass that it’s not even funny! So much head, too!” Amy exclaimed as she creamed herself with her slippery snatch on my throbbing, pulsing cock.“It’s what a slut lives for ... you don’t have to sell me on serving our men! OUR men, mind you! They belong to all of us, just as we all belong to them! They’re the owners and studs of this harem family, or was that family harem, but you get the idea. Dan’s my husband, anyway, and Roger is my brother..