....ah...uh...." Now her cries are turning into moans. The only sounds now are our fucking and the storm. She shakes and shutters and cries out, "Ah...hh, I'm cummmming. Damn you." With that I shove my cock deep, my balls pressed into the soft ass and shoot my load. The night may be cold, but I am sweating. Blast after blast fill her hole. I can tell some is dripping out. Leaning against the seat with all her weight, Patti says, "Ohhh, I've never been fucked like that. Damn you. It. Moving in behind me, she next ordered me to place my hands behind my back, I did so, and half expecting what came next. With a swift forceful move she pulled out a pair of rigid police handcuffs from her belt, the type with tough black plastic between the metal ratchets. I offered no resistance as firstly I felt one cuff tightly closed around my right wrist followed almost instantly by my left wrist, securing my arms helplessly behind my back. She took a step back and admired her work in. “Remember, just one hand down on offense,” Big G advised with a slap on Tim’s shoulder.Tim could actually hear the defensive end in front of him moan like he didn’t want to even play anymore. The running back lined up right behind Tim and, on the signal from the quarterback, he was in motion. Tim could feel his heart beating through his chest. It was the same feeling he had when he lined up for the first time against Alamo Heights.“Hike!”Everyone took off on their assigned routes. Tim could. My husband just left for the office and it was 8.15 am in the clock. I was wearing an everyday saree and I was wrapping up my kitchen work. I heard the bell in our flat. As soon as I heard the bell, I went up to the door and to my surprise, Karan was at the door.I was completely unaware of his plan as I was not expecting anything so soon. I welcomed Karan and asked him what happened. He told me that he wanted to discuss something related to a wired internet connection. I asked him to sit on the.