I continue to squeezing and slapping her breasts, while the other hand travels down. Whimpering as I position the front of her thong between her pussy...lips. Thought I told you not to cry anymore? Ill give you a reason if you keep it up. Your choice. my hands return to mauling her breasts. Afraid, tired, and hurting, I attempt to get my legs under me. Only to have them knocked back out. Leaning into me, I feel his breath on my cheek. Whispering, Im going to remove your gag. I want to hear you. Then the turn came of the panty fucked by me. She touched it and felt wet and she thought it’s not dried yet and she went without picking it but after collecting all clothes she again returned to that panty and gave a keen look to it. My dick was feeling great with this. She took the wetnss between her fingers and smelled it. She got surprised and tensed when she smelled it.I was feeling happy that she recognised the semen but then in tension she started rubbing it against the wall so that she. He was tall and dark with a mascular body and tight buns. I enjoyed the way his muscles flexed while he was working beneath his tight round necked t shirt and the way his jeans outlines the shape of his thighs. I imagined this brute fuckng me right here and then thought why not? My maid servant was on a leave on that day so I was expecting nobody during the day. I immediately made the plan.This man was named Raju. I offered him a drink of ornage juice after he was done and while serving it let. Then I held my finger up to my lips. I didn’t want her talking about what I was drawing until the time was right.She nodded. “I have to be quiet while you draw. I understand.”Well, yes. I meant that too.Pearl curled her legs up under her and snuggled in next to me. She laid her head on my shoulder and sighed.I rolled the pencil between my fingers and used the back of my hand to brush the paper I was about to draw on. Then I started. I knew exactly what I wanted to draw. I only hoped that I.