He wanted her. She assured him. She loved him. She wanted him. She wept.Through my leaves, the man looked toward his god for mercy. Warm light sprinkl...d upon him. The woman bathed his forehead with water from a plastic jug. Removing the scarf was forbidden to her. Rivulets, pink like the petals of my spring, washed into the soil.A calm took him and his eyes were clear. He reached out and grasp the hem of the woman's robe. He tugged it free from her knees. He shuddered and coughed with the last. ”“For the story to be scary, it needs to be real,” Jen complains.“This is real, I saw the ruins of the tower on my Europe trip last summer. This village was all about this event in their history. They had a museum with really old paintings, with like goblins and orcs running over the nearby landscapes. There was even a skeleton of a cat person, you could see the tail bones and everything.”“Strange how with all that evidence, we still haven’t heard about this catastrophic event before,” you joke. “Is it hurting, my sister?” Ponni asked anxiously.“No, akka, thanks to you, in fact I think I am not afraid any more. Push more of it in Ramu,” Selvi told her husband.Ramu slowly pushed the entire length of his penis into his wife’s cunt and began fucking her. Selvi was now more relaxed and was beginning to enjoy her first fuck by a man, by her husband.As Ramu increased his speed, Selvi moaned with pleasure.Ponni moved away and watched them, rubbing her own cunt. At that moment a naked. In one fluid motion, she retrieved the red ball gag from the top drawer of her dresser and straddled Tiffany's waist with her thighs, slipping the ball into the girl's mouth before she knew what was happening, then fastening the small harness."Ummgggphhh!" Tiffany grunted into the fat red ball in her mouth, her eyes filled with fury.Laura bent over, kissing her ear, her neck, caressing her smooth naked back with one hand. "Didn't you want me to take it?" she murmured.But now Tiffany shook her.