.one side , then the other...then put it right against my asshole...I could feel that big dick starting to press down on my wet hole...he got in close... behind me and I felt his cock pressing against my ass , he pulled back and pushed forward again...the head of his cock getting a little further into me , I was loving the way this felt and wanted him to continue! Then suddenly...I felt that big dick actually finally penetrate me..."ow!" I cried out in pain..."shhh" , "It will be alright" he said. She hated waking up. The whole transition from being comfortable on a nice soft bed, and having to get muscles and brain ready for actual activity. But ... once her eyes opened, there was no going back. Her internal alarm did not so much ring, as rip the covers off and push her off the mattress.Just another way biology was screwing her.Standing on all four limbs, she stretched. She could hear the cracking, especially as she rotated her neck. Once, when she was half asleep, she had heard this. . kya tum mujhe karti ho???To vo kuch nhi boli main khada ho ke uske pass gya aur uske kandhe pe hath rakha to vo kuch nhi boli to maine usse dobara pucha to vo dusari taraf muh karke khadi ho gyi maine use piche se pakad liya aur uske boobs dbane laga vo siskiya bharne lagi ssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmAnjali:- ye kya kar rhe ho??Me:- pyarr kar rha hu jann.Anjali:- ye galat hai.Me:- kuch galat nhi hai.Aur vo sant ho ke khadi ho gyi maine use apni. The blouse was a tight fit and Robert hadn't allowed me to snap the blouse up all the way so I was flashing lots of cleavage and getting noticed by everybody we passed. The tag on the gold collar was hanging right between my tits with Robert's name real easy to read. The shiny gold tag said, "Robert" on one side and "Owned" on the other.I was led past the shoe store and noticed the window displays had mirrors in the back that really showed off the mostly high heels and boots in the display. The.