I dont deserve it. She gasped, groaning for a while without saying anything more. I was busy rubbing myself as well, feeling terribly close to cumming... Please, I begged finally, I need to cum so bad. Mmh, you little stupid whore, she gasped, is your dirty pisshole itching so bad that you cant hold it back anymore? I shook my head, even more aroused from her words. N-no, I stuttered. I-I just need to cum… Only if you let it all out, slut, she commanded. I want you to come so hard youll squirt. Just yours." Come on," he drawled disbelievingly, still caressing her skin. "You can tell me."Her smile waned. "I'm serious." She looked directly downward. "No one else would have gotten away with touching me like that." Did you like it when I did this?" Once again, he stroked a wishbone path along her sensitive, slightly pouting lips."Yes," she breathed."You're very hot down there. I think you'd like me to do that some more."A small snort of protest flared her nostrils. "I'm the one who is. Main nay usay tasali de kahnay lagi sir thora sa gya tha tu itni dard pura jay ga tu main mar jaoon ge sir plz rahnay do kuch nahi kartay main nay us ko bataya ka phudi main kam dard hota hai aakhir wo man gae main nay us ka loshin lea aur us ki choot kay hole par lagaya aur eik zordar dakha mara mera lun rashida ki choot ko pharta hua puray ka puray andar chala gya rashida ki halat aysay ho gae thi main phir dar gya main nay lun ko andar rakhtay huay rashida ko bulaya mughar wo na boli wo. . .? I stopped, letting the door fall close behind me.They'd changed places; she was sitting in the chair, and he was knelt before her, with his head in her lap. They weren't naked. Yet. I couldn't see his face, but he was shuddering. She looked up at me, grateful, tears flowing as she played with his hair. Her head tipped to the side as her lips struggled between quivering and crying and smiling. She bent over, kissed his cheek, and wrapped her arm around him. They shook."I . . . I have to.