Meena: yeh tum kya bol rahi aur kase gande shab istmal kar rahi bacho ke agesheela : yeh bache nahi rahe inko pata hai hum teeno lesbian hai aur lund ...i pyasi hai chalo meena time waste mat karo shoro karte hai meena: nahi pls mujhe yeh khel nahi khel na mujhe jana hai seema: kha ja rahi tu kutayi , tere beta lund kisme pele ga teri ma mein ya apni ma mein chal bhet ja nahi to tujhe band kar teen lund teri gand mein dalwadungi itne mein seema aur sheela dono apne gown utar kar sirf panty mein. They were a cross between horse stalls and prison cells and Gloria loved being in hers so after the movie she would beg Dina to lock her into it at times. Sometimes she spent the night in a stall. Not surprisingly, a lot of the people in that business are in the fetish scene and when the word got out that Gloria was actually living as a pony girl some other women asked if they could play too. At first they stayed only on weekends but when Dina discovered that people would pay a lot of money to. At first she hesitated before I grabbed her hand and guided it to my zip. Get my fucking cock out NOW! This seemed to have the desired affect. Now my semi hard cock was out and she was stroking it with her forefinger and thumb like she was picking up a chocolate éclair. Get your soft smooth hand around it, stop pissing about I hissed. She did as she was told. There she was on the landing in her own home wanking off a builder, nice. Her lipstick was a soft rose coloured pink with gloss, typical. “Mean? Meaner than this? Well, you must love it!” “Ahh! No I don’t, I don’t! Ahh, please, let me stay. I’ll be good.” Delia, let go her grip and pushed Leila’s head away, “Yea, you fucking love it. Little coke head fuck bunny!” Nathan was stroking the erection in his pants and Delia turned and caught his movement, “Are you kidding right now? Are you fucking serious? Oh, god!” Nathan shrugged, “What can I say. It makes me horny watching her get her’s. She’s a fucking coke slut and truer words.