This is tiring, to say the least. Tiring, painful and humiliating. But mostly it's just plain wrong. You don't go snatch someone and subject that pers...n to all the crap I've been subjected to.It's sick, to put it in a nutshell. However, as sick as she might be, as ingenious she is in what she's doing. I look down to see the tip of the cone shaped dildo buried between my pussy lips. I try to move my pelvis a bit so that the dildo won't bury itself in my pussy, once I can't stand on my toes. The girls wore it outside when they were trying to attract customers on a cold winter evening. A vintage army surplus wool overcoat that fell just below her knees, a chullo style wool hat, canvas sneakers, and a weeks worth of thigh-high striped socks, silk stockings, garter belts and stripper pumps were picked out from the various boutiques that lined the shotengai. The girls made their final stop at the salon before she made her debut when the pink salon opened for business that day. Linda. She was getting used to thestuff she had to wear now, even though she had been unbelievablyembarrassed the first time she'd worn a skirt in public (denim mini ofcourse, the standard garb of teen girls in her town when they weren'twearing jeans). But she was now a girl, and she figured she might aswell enjoy it. Dating David would put an end to the jeers of 'lesbian'and 'dyke' she heard constantly from some of the mean girls, even thoughJessica was now out of commission hidden away in a cave. Uuuhhhmm….ssss” siskariyaan lene lagi. Aur bina pani ki machli ki tarah idhar udhar jhatpatane lagi. Maine bhi use kas ke jakad liya aur uske bhosde ka juice choosne laga. Aur uski choot ke daane ko daanto be daba ke khichne laga. Wo tadap ke marne lagi mujhe bahot jyada maza aa rha tha…….par us husn ki pari se choot ka tadapna bardasht nahi hua aur usne mere face pe moot diya. Uski choot se garam sherbet jaisi meethi moot ko mai peene laga. Uski moot ka ek bhi boond maine niche nahi girne.