When she resumed, she was certain that Cal was responsible for her daughter's date, and just maybe for her recent turnaround. That bit of discovery co...ld wait until later, though. There was serious girl talk to be finished right then.As Cal watched mother and daughter chatting excitedly, he experienced a new revelation. His mother was a sexy woman! Why had he never noticed that before? What was happening to him now? A mental slide show of dozens of high school girls in front of his camera,. Along one wall was a small area had been enclosed in a rail fence. The fenced area had an opening with no gate and contained what appeared to be a chuck wagon and campfire.The bell rang and a horse and rider emerged from the gate with a dog. The rider charged into the crowd of women, who scattered, then milled around. The rider wandered through the group, apparently looking for a particular number. The rider spied his prey and spurred his horse toward her, calling to the dog to indicate this. I will go to the village and pick you up from here in an hour. Maya nodded knowing nothing what waited for her there and Uday was gone. Ramlal: Come with her Madam. His voice was very harsh and he looked rough too. He was ogling like most males at her upright breasts. He led her to a very small room. There was a sewing machine at the right side, a sari hanging diagonally on the left, and a heap of colored clothes. The room was undoubtedly humid, as there was no ventilation except the door. A. Before too long you lose count of how many have spent their load on you, where they have cum from, or even which parts of you have received a load.There is so much of it, your breasts and nipples - now raw from slapping and pinching - are covered in it. It slides over and down them, collecting in a pool in your collar bone and slipping onto the sheets. It spatters your teddy over the middle, matting the material next to your skin, sticking to you in warm puddles. And patches of cum are sprayed.