Achanak wo apni pith meri taraf ghuma kar bole, “bete yeh bra ka hoock khol do aur theek se sahalao.” Maine kanpte hue hathon se maa ki bra ki hoo...k khol diya aur unhone apne badan se use utar kar neeche dal diya. Mere dono haton ko apne nangee chatee par le ga kar wo bolee, “thora kas kar dabao na.” Mai bhi kafi uttejit ho gaya aur josh me akar unki raseelee chunchee se jam kar khelne laga. Kya bari bari chunchea thee. Karee karee chunchee aur lumbe lumbe nipple. pahalee bar mai kisi aurat ki. During high school, I noticed that I would check out and sometimes fantasize about some of the other girls in school. I didn't consider myself to a lesbian but I did secretly check out other girls. I would try and catch a glimpse of some of the prettiest ones when we were in the showers or at sleepovers. A couple of times when I'd be at a sleep over or when a friend stayed over at my house, I'd make sure I would steal a copy of Penthouse from my Dad's stash so that we could look at them, giggle. After I started to feel him get close, I dismounted and loaded a video I had edited down from his encounters with his girls. Basicly it was thirty second clips of him cumming in them or popping his wad in a condom. There was about 10 minutes of material. He might have been relaxed when laid down but he was anything but now. As he struggled ageist his bonds I said nothing as he apologized and begged for mercy. Instead I simply went down on him and started giving the best head I knew how to. His. We stayed well below causing pain, but we gave her plenty of dominant attitude in our moves. On each stroke, I bulled in all the way to my pubic hairs. “Oooo, y’all dicking that slut bitch like there’s no tomorrow,” Charmel said huskily as she furiously worked the huge dildo back and forth in her gooey slit. She seemed content to do her master’s bidding and let the white woman have all the dick. “Master, why don’t y’all sandwich her? She’s so cockhungry, I bet she’d love it. Ooooooo shit, can’t.