Jab ki bhabhi ki chut men janae men lund ko koi taklifNahin hui thi, Neha kunvaari hone se lund jaladi se ghusa nahin.Akela mattha yoni patal tak gaya... Mein ne thoda lund bahar nikalaAur fir se dala. Si si avaaj karate hue Neha boli, “Fikar mat karanBhaiya, dal do apana lund.” Mein ne ek inch sarikha lund ko istemalKarate hue das baar dhakke lagaye aur Neha ki chut ko chuada ho neDiya.Aakhir yoni patal todana hi to tha. Mein ne Neha ke chutadPakade aur ek jor ka dhakka lagaya. Yoni patal tod ke. She wanted so badly to kiss it, to take it into her mouth; but no, good little slave-girls waited to be told what to do. Finally James unwrapped the condom and then showed her how to put it on him, his hands over hers as she unrolled it down the length of his shaft.“Good girl,” he said, lifting her to her feet and taking her in his arms once more. He kissed her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth and his hands roaming her body. His latex-covered cock felt odd against her stomach but. She thought it was like watching a blowfish at the aquarium, where at the appearance of a predator it licit a response making it blow up larger to scare its prey. She felt intimidated. As it grew she thought she might have caught a fish too big to haul into the boat. She watched as his penis engorged itself quickly. She waited as the tape stretched out in her hand, ready to get the additional readings, for the record. Perhaps things would not work out here, but at least she would have an. For some twenty minutes there was only the sound of bass and baritone groaning and grunting and a higher, feminine-pitched moaning, sighing, and purring. And then, nearing mutual ejaculation, Shaffer and Vaughn became more wildly active, kissing Ada’s lips and neck in succession and each other across her shoulders, and using their hands to squeeze her breasts and work on each other’s nipples and to lift and sink her body on theirs in ever-quicker motion until Ada’s cries of fully being taken.