Me muslim hu cut lund he mera jo bhi bhabhi ya ladki mera lund kekhe to zarur mouth me le le aisa pink colour ka he, Hua yesha ki mere bahot sare dost...hai un me she 1 mayur name ka jo dost tha ush ki shadi thi. Mera achha dost hone ke nate ushne aap ni shadi me pahele aane ko kaha tha.( hum jaha rahte hai waha unke father job karte hai iss liye wo yaha rahte the par shadi aapne gau me rakhhi thi.) Me dost ke ghar shadi se 1 din pahele pahoch gaya fir bhi mayur guchha hua bola tuje to hafte. Even though she could barely lift her hand up, she still tried to resist. “N...no...please...” Bandit couldn’t even hear her pleadings as he slammed against her round ass. The slapping of him hitting her skin, and his panting drowned out anything she could have said. Suddenly, Bandit began to thrust faster than ever before. Katie was barely holding onto her old self at this point, and helplessly tried to say the word “stop”, but it was far too late. Bandit shot his hot cum deep into his bitch,. I could only breath through the nose holes and a small hole in the center of the penis gag. I was pulled to my feet and the bag was pulled down to my ankles. My clothes were ripped off and a butt plug was shoved up my ass. Still shackled wrist and ankles, my body was placed into some sort of leather body harness. From my neck to my feet straps were pulled very tight and then buckled. It constricted every part of my body. I could not move at all, only wiggle my toes. I was so scared. I felt like. I started to wash him then. I began with the chest and its thick carpet of hair. Then his back and arms with all of their muscles. Then I moved down to the lower extremities, his legs and butt. He had a really tight butt. Finally I came to to that meat stick of his at last. Those two nuts hanging down in their bag looked like two chicken eggs in a cloth sack, and that meat stick was all shrunken now. Still it could have passed for a normal man's hard on. It didn't take many strokes of my hand.