Fir mene apne ek hath uski gand pe lejakar sari ke uparse hi sehlane laga or wo boly rah abhi nahi ab log he koi dekh lega to mene kaha muje kisiki p...rva nahi to mery bhabhi boly lekin mery badnami hoJayengi or fir ham dono niche aagaye or agli subha jab me utha to mere papa office gaye the or mery mumy nasta bana rahi thi or bhabhi ne red color ki sari pehni thi wo room me thi me room me gaya or usko ankh mari to usne muje smile di for mery mommy muje boly raj jaldise nahale muje aaj te papa. I fuck it till you beg me to fuck, so start begging , bitch'. I said nothing as Chris started to grind into my butt again and his cock started to harden. I thought to myself 'what have I gotten into, this bastard is gonna fuck me again so soon'. My butt hole and Chris's cock was making all kinds of wet, slurping, smacking sounds as he continued his ravage attack. Whimpering and groaning was all I could do as I laid there defenseless to his attack. I could hold back no longer and begin to cry. "I move my hand down to her mound and her legs part. I slip my hand beneath her panties and past her trimmed bush. My middle finger passes down into the thick froth around her freshly-fucked pussy, getting thoroughly coated before coming back up to circle her clit."Mmmmmmmmmm. Even better."I crawl down and remove her panties, lift her leg over me, and put my face up to her slit."Are you going to...?"I stick my tongue out and probe deep into her, tasting our warm commingled flavors."Ohhhh. No. I suspect she has set up her own bordello in New Orleans or some equally debauched town, and probably calls it The Constant Plugging.” He laughed at his own joke, but I did not join him. “Constance made the best of a bad job. I have no remorse for what I did, and in fact it was the start of a lucrative business association between myself and Joy, Madam Joyeux. Constance Munny was the first fishing fleet member to find employment with Madam Joyeux in Cape Town, but she was not the last. Indeed.