Usme ek dost mera bahut khash hua karta tha,,gharke savi log gharke sadosso ke tarha usko dekhta tha,,mere na maujud rahene se vi wo gharme aata jaata... tha.Ekdin kaya hua usdin raat ko mere ghar me koi nahi tha isliye maine bola ke tu aj yaha thaher ja subha chale jana,,meri biwivi wasahi boli.aur mere dost usdin raat ko mere ghar me thaher gaya aur hum dono thora sarab piney baith gaye,,pine ke baad main apne room me chala gaya aur wo apne room me..meri patni tab jaagi hui thi..gharme ghuske. " Ok."She bent over as she had warned him, and he was shocked that she did so while he stood there and watched her. First of all, he ordinarily did not watch, but turned his head, and secondly, she presumably did not make a habit of bending over, half-dressed, in front of married men. When she got the purse, and took out the money, she found herself lingering as she paid him.He noticed, too, but just went to the counter and settled up the rest of the bill, giving her a receipt, and telling her. The frightened boy understood that he had been acceptedas a sexual slave and dedicated rower on this bigViking craft manned entirely by frightening women,fearsome women who carried heavy swords and whodemanded sexual homage from the males they captured andput to work. He also knew how his life would end unlessthese women were defeated or their boat crumpled onsome unseen rocks. Even then, since he was chained tohis post, he knew he was doomed and all he could do wasdelay his fate. Deep in his. Her finger tracing small circles her other hand sliding down next to it to slowly penetrate her opening... "Oh, shit" she thought in frustration as she tried to caress her G spot in just the right way. She remembered the depth of the orgasmic delight from having that infernal machine vibrate her clit at the same time it passed over her spot. "I can't do it again. John will think I'm depraved, what's he going to think when I jump his bones like a bitch in heat when he gets home tonight?" but her.