Maaaaaa…Mogli cheekh uthi_ kora bur phat chukka tha.Niakl kameene ,bahut dard ho raha hai,nikal nahin to meri jaan nikal jaaye gi.Oooooo….maaaa…...ujhe is harami se bachale :Mogli sisakne lagi.Pahli bar chodai mein to dard hotahi hai.Aur phir koi to tere is bur ko pharta hi.Mogli ab khamoosh thi .Shayad ab samajh gayi thi ki who lut chuki hai Thori der pahle ki kali phool ban gayi hai.Bhaiya thoda dhire ander baher karo dard hota hai:Mogli sisyane lagiUuuuuhhhhh…..aaaaahhhhh……thodaaur dhire. And that feel of getting dominated gave me harder erection as it was always my desire. Coming to the licking, her pussy was wet with pre-cums so my mouth got filled with her cums which was little smelly and salty but that erection between my legs made it feel tasty. So I went on licking and varied my pace. Kept on licking and smooching her vagina lips harder and harder. Finally she shouted “Aaahhhaaahh” and cummed all over my mouth, it was warm flow of cums which I drank instantly and then she. She nodded approvingly as the dutiful gardener directed the young waif to raise each of her feet in turn in order that they might be thoroughly cleansed, the soles as well as the rest of them. She was made to splay all her toes until every interstice had been rendered sweet and wholesome once again. Her hair was plastered to her body and her mouth was opening and closing as she gasped in the brutal deluge.Dorothy watched fascinated as the powerful jet of water played up and down the body of the. The bar was smoky, and apparently the anti-smoking laws hadn't taken hold here yet. Still, as much as I hated the idea of smelling like smoke when we were done, I considered it a part of the atmosphere: a dark and smoky blues club attracting trouble in an exotic locale. It was everything I'd always imagined a bar should be—and it was certainly better than the crummy joints the kids at school hung out at.Just before the show started Henry came out to check on us. He told us that 'Patty' was.