Pir who mara pass aaya or mara blous utar dea oe mari bra kich ka utar de or mara hoto pa kiss kea or mara boobo ko kas 2 ka dabhna lagha or choosna l...gha ,or bola ,bunty-oh bhabhi mujko kaya patha tha ki ap itni chudasi ha ki mujsa itni aasani sa chudava laghi . I-jab sa mana thumara room ma davr bhabhi ki chudhai ki stori padhi ha jab sa hi mara ya hal ha .Pir who mara pat ka upar aa gaye or mara boobo ki clave ma apna land rak dea or dono boobo ka land pa dabha ka upar nicha karna lagha or. Now I've got a grin on my face as I respond. Definitely one he'll remember.Good. Lisa says as she starts with my makeup. She worked on my face for what seemed like forever. Not letting me see. Foundation, blush, eye shadow, eye liner, lipstick, lip gloss and finished with a squirt of perfume behind each ear. Then brush and style my hair. Next we started to dress me.First the black embroidered thigh highs and garter belt, a sexy pair of black lace panties that didn't cover much. A black lace. With that Lila half walked half staggered over to me leant over and inspected my predicament close up. Now Lila was wearing a very low cut dress and her large-ish breasts came into view, “very nice” I muttered under my breath as she moved my hands away from my fly and took hold of my pants and zip. The effect of the alcohol was obviously having an effect on her as she fumbled with my zip and she seemed to brush her hand on my pants on more than one occasion, this and the sight of her tremendous. I can’t stop moaning as you slam me from behind. You spank me and I scream your name, you spank me harder and I scream again. You grab my hair and tilt my head back while you continue to thrust, harder and harder. You flip me over one more time, and again we lock eyes. As you lean down and passionately kiss me, you untie my bounds. I grab your broad, rippling shoulders and pull you close to me while you ready yourself to reenter, my soft skin touching yours. You slide in slowly, watching me.