Mera tung unke tung se lga hua tha..ar lund unke chut mai tha.phir maine hlka jhatka diya to aadha lund unke anadr chla gya.us time ujhe lga ki sex ky... cheej hoti hai.mai unke boobs ko kha rha tha ar apne lund pe control rkhe hue the.Phir 2-3 min baad maine 2’lund andr dala phir unhe dard hua..us dauran mai kiss kr rha tha unko,mere tung ar unke tung ek dusre se tkra rhe the.bhaut mja aa rha tha mujhe .maine phir se hlka dkkha diya.is bari adha lund chut ke andar.wo aahhhhhh krne lgi dard. "I did as I was told and quickly scrambled out to where I had left my clothes. They were not there! He had taken them. Now I was trapped, and no one knew where I was. "Don't worry boy, I'm almost done with your mouth for the night. I will return your clothes but I had to make a photo copy of your drivers license. Now I know who you are and where you live. I have your phone number from my caller ID, so now your ass is mine boy."That statement scared the hell out of me. How dumb could I be?. The video was straight porn with the sound turned down low. He started to undress, and I followed his lead, stripping off my street clothes down to the black lingerie beneath. As I bent over to pull my jeans off and revealed my black-pantied ass, he whistled his appreciation and I smiled at him.By the time I had stripped, he was naked, and my eyes went straight to his crotch. He was hairy there too, but a nice half-hard cock was making it's presence known. I'd had dildoes inside me, but not too. They were lying next to each other on one side of the bed and everyone else was criss crossed every which way. I remember our friend Michele was passed out with her humongous breast hanging out of her low cut v-neck shirt. She was next to them snoring, and I was barely awake on the other side of her. Anyway, I heard whispering between them, so I slowly turned my head looking over Michele’s body so I could see them. He was groping my wife’s large breasts from the outside of her shirt. He.