V.C skirt, then it would be out and down the town and get some horny cock. “Afternoon Trixie darlin, where have you been all week love, usual darlin...” Harry was my local land lord and as straight as they come, I had tried many a time to get in his pants but he wasn’t having it. I must admit I had arrived early at the pub, but when you’ve been laid up for a week, you needed to get out back in to the real world. “Harry just popping out for a moment, watch my drink love.” I just nipped out for a. Sandra came over to her, but didn’t speak as she arranged some contraption behind the pole. Helen watched as she was bent over what seemed to be a sort of wooden desk. Her hands were cuffed again and she was bent right over, her bottom on show to the audience. The mistress began to whip her slowly and fairly gently up each leg, from behind her knee to her arse. But, as before, the strokes became heavier. The dominatrix was relentless, never giving her time to relax. The sweat ran down her face. Behind me, I heard a loud grunt as the young guy shot his load deep in Ana's cunt; his balls slapping against her bottom, several times before he dropped back in his seat, totally spent. The guy that was groping her boobs, noticing that her pussy was not occupied, jumped up on the seat, and squatted on Ana's ass. I turned around and saw him using his hands to part her buttocks wide, rubbing her dripping pussy, smearing the first guy’s cum up on her asshole. He smiled at me and aimed, ramming. Then leaned on me again his dick still rubbing my an opening, he came near my ear and asked “Kardu suhaag raat puri ?”. “Haan banade mujhe apne biwi” I said.He started pushing in I could feel my asshole stretching up to accommodate the intruder. He kept coming in me. I could feel his breath on my neck as he groaned and I grabbed the sheets in pain and pleasure moaning trying not to shout. After an eternity I felt his thighs on my ass cheeks confirming that he is all the way in. “Tu bohot tight.