She took my dick to her throat and made it wet, glistening with her saliva. I put my hand from the back and rubbed her clitoris. She got up, moved her...g-string, and started riding me on the chair.Mom:”Aaah kay lund aahe tujha. Yed jhavi hoti ti porgi ji haa lund sodhun dusrya cha ghetla aplya chut madhye. Aj pasun haa majha, jhav mala jorata. Chaav majhe boobs.” (Oh, what a dick this is, The girl was stupid to leave this cock and go to another man. Keep fucking me, bite my boobs.) She was. "Here, have a carrot," he said, poking a hole in the bag and handing oneto me. He watched me as, despite them being somewhat muddy, I chewed andate the entire carrot, including the stem and the few leaves attached tothat."It doesn't bother me," I reiterated.A lone squirrel came by and looked at me. I communicated with her, and shecame up close, right in front of me. I whispered to Roger not to talk,move, or otherwise scare the squirrel. Then I encouraged it to climb up myleg. It sat on my lap. Oh, to be underneath her at the moment, to feel her petite frame jerking in agony! I’d never felt anything quite like this. Slowly, her muscles relaxed. She was begging for mercy, although her words were incoherent behind her sobs. The twelfth landed and she was halfway. Her buttocks were red, speckled with blood, with deeper wheals just to the outside centre of each cheek where the tips of the birches had really bitten. There was no respite. They took up fresh birches, although there was. She gave me her address after talking a few times on the phone and sharing pictures on messenger. She asked for a cock picture so i sent one as I sat typing her a message. She wrote back wanted to see it hard. Honestly I should have known that duh.So the day came for a meeting, she was only a few miles away so off I went.When I arrived she was standing at the door in a long silk dress with a low cut front. She had nice tits barely covered by the dress. I hugged her and kissed her cheek when I.