.' It was too little too late as Daniel lunged deep into my bowels causing me to cry out in agony as Daniel started to grind deep into my prostate bod.... I begged an pleaded between grunting and gasping in pain. "...Daniel...Daniel...please...let me go I can't...take...anymore..." Daniel raised himself up and slammed into my buttocks as hard as he could, I screamed out in agony as Daniel slid his monstrously huge penis back and forth in my butt '...AAAAIIIIEEEEHHHH...TAKE IT OUT...PLEASE...TAKE. " Not always in the same field?" I asked.He nodded sternly, wondering why I was being so critical. I explained the concept of crop rotation to him, and he looked at me almost as though I was an idiot."It would take a lot of work to prepare another field," he grumbled."But it would be worth it. Planting different crops each year, or just letting your livestock graze on it, would help the soil fertility enormously." I couldn't believe how such a fundamental concept had been forgotten over time."I. After a hours driving we arrived at my new home.My new bedroom was absolutely gorgeous, pink and satin with lace everywhere, a beautiful four poster bed with a mirror on the ceiling. My beauty regime began the next day, with something special. I was already struggling as after lying in that very feminine room all night my balls had filled up, my cock had ached all night and I was so horny it just hurt, my discomfort was noted and she told me I would only where the device if I masturbated. Aor janu ko tarsaati aor tarpaati hai.Kuch dehr baad sonu apni kurti uthaar dethi hai. Phir wohi masti, wohi jhoomna, wohi boobs aor chuth kay saath apnay haatonh say masti aor unko janu kay moonh kay qareeb laijaanah, janu koh tarsanaahn cherna. Magar isbar kabhi kabhi thori dehr kay liyaye janu kay hontonhn labohn aor moonh ko boobs aor chuth ko chumany chaatney aor dadarnay (nibble) karney dethi hai. Kuch dehr baadh boobs aor chuth say tarsaanay aor masti kay saath saath thori dehr kay liyay.