He had been given strict instructions from Irfaan not to manhandle her in anyway. He'd readily agreed to this and didn't want to be dominating. He pre...erred being controlled, both by Fatima and Irfaan and this voluntary submission made him realize that he secretly fantasized about being the man who watched. He was a sort of cuckold and he liked it.Fatima took all of him into her mouth, and allowed him to fuck her. She moaned, spreading her knees so she could pleasure herself at the same time.. Now, he could either be left like this, or submit to Sonya, and at least die. With tears of agony, the youthful fighter crawled over to her, gripping her left boot at the ankle.This prompted Sonya to smirk, as she quickly laid down, wrapping her legs around the head of her fallen rival. She trapped his face in her folds, as her hands yet again locked with his. She began to rub her pussy into his face, and this produced a reply in the form of deep, primal moans as Sonya felt herself regenerate. Yella kariyanghalkkum Kathri thanne munn kai yeduthu… Achane kondu thante adi vastrangal azhippikkunnadhu mosam alle… Achanem aval thanne vivastranaakki….Kathri de kozhuthu thadichu niranju thulumbhunna mathangaa mulakal chattayude marvilladhe aadhyaayi nearil kandappol thanne Achanu aarthi aayi, oppam kozhuth urunda thuda sangamathil pondhi veerthu murukki chuvappichu thrasichu nilkunna moolaappam kandathode achante kunnachan salute adichu.. oruvidham odhukki… Achan kathride paana paathram. Miss Kristy was talking again, cooing and shushing and mothering Kayla, hugging her right back. The Willow girls surrounded them closely in a double-ring of solidarity, looking upon the sixteen year-old and the counselor in the center of the circle with warmth and acceptance. And hunger.Kayla snuffled a little and glanced around at the other girls, then finally at Miss Kristy. The counselor was smiling at her, too, in exactly the same way. Up close she was even more beautiful. Up close she was.