"Omby fuck yes, make me take it." Omby was always willing to follow orders and this was a order he couldn't refuse. He pulled her up and down harder, ...aking Dorothy pussy spread wider and wider. His strong hands holding that waist tight, making her pussy wet with his manhood."Yes mmmmmmmfuck its so big", her body shook overcome with pleasure. He sat up and kissed her. His tongue sliding in her mouth as she wrapped her arms around him. Holding each other close as their lips made love to one. By being behind her, he had access to her neck and face that she didn't have. Her tight, manipulating pussy was playing havoc with him but he responded with light kisses that were just sending her up the wall.He wanted it to last the entire hour. They managed twenty minutes."Please." That's all she said, her voice husky with pleasure. She was there and was politely begging. At that point she was no manipulating bitch. There was just an aroused wife pleading for sexual release."U-u-h-h-h. Now.". So we headed to KOTA.(My heroin Aunty ;) lived in KOTA) As soon as we reached the KOTA railway station my chacha was already waiting for us to take to their home as we already informed them that we are coming. Maine unke pair chue ( just a formality of our generation) and he asked me“Kaise ho beta, tum toh bohot bade hogaye ho!” I replied “Badiya maje mai, aap bataiye chachi aur aapka business kaisa chlra he” …. He “Ek dum badiya” ….and sooo onnn my parents also talked for a while…and we sat in. When Tony removed his hands she knew the clamps were coming and desperately thrashed against the chains. It was a futile attempt, as she only moved a couple inches if that. Shawn opened one clamp of her right nipple and pinched the areola. He hesitated to let her anxiety and fear sink in. He closed the clamp to the sounds of Patricia’s muffled screams and grunts. Shawn let her deal with the new jewelry on her nipple before grabbing the clamp. Patricia shook her head and cried as the other.