“I didn’t really mean it.” That might have been the case, but I wasn’t imagining the way her gaze fixed on John as he undressed. I could tell ...hat she was trying to guess the size of John’s cock by the way she stared at the massive bulge in his underwear. Her shyness turned to awe as she gasped, when John exposed his massive prick. “Well, it’s a little late to tell me that now,” I said, leading the way toward the bed. “I promised John he could fuck you!” “Are we really going to do it?” Linda. Quite tall, and I could easily imagine her as a policewoman. This was exciting but I mustn’t rush into this after all it might be just be a sort of museum tour.We went through a door, and down some steps and then through a much thicker door. The light went on and there it was! On the wall was a wooden frame with leather straps and hooks. In the centre of the room, was a very sturdy wooden bench with a lower part for kneeling, and then a sloping top part for the torso. It was festooned with. N me chla gya…mai pagal ho rha th..lnd mera lohe ka rod bn chuka th..itna jayda khara wo kavi ni hua th…fr dn beet gayi..agle dn jb bhabi soi th..to mai unke pas gya..bola bhabi utona..bhabhi uth gayi..boli kya hua,.to mai unke pas baith gya n rone lga..maine kha bhabi ap muje mar do..mai ni jeena chahta..bhavi ap ko dekh mai pagal ho jata hu..apke sath sona chahta hu. N mai jnta hu ye kvi ni hoga,so ap muje mar do..mai buri trh ro rha th..to bhabi boli tm mere pati ke pyare bhai ho n mere v. Michele is crying in pain but tries to force herself to relax. She spreadsher weight evenly on her hands and knees; her fingers dig into the satinsheet. Sensing her compliance Saheed pushes forward and more of his cockis forced past her clenched sphincter.Michele raises her head and sees that the other three men are staringintently at her; they are all sporting large erections.Sarina is slowly masturbating one of the men and another has his handunder her skirt. The look of lust on Sarina's face.