Roshan abhi bhi mana hi karti hai ki Sodhi uska hath apne lode pe rakh deta hai. Isse woh uttejit ho jati hai aur uska 8 inch loda sehlane lagti hai. ...b Roshan ko aadat ho gayi thi itne size ki jo maximum tha poore society mein.Roshan madhosh ho rahi thi gand mein ungli karwate aur loda sehlate. Idhar Sodhi ko bhi maza mil raha tha hand job ka. Ab Sodhi ne usko ulta lita diya pet ke bal aur night dress ko poora upar kiya aur uski chikni gand samne thi.Ab usne chutad faila diye aur apna loda. And began to press her lips with far greater zealousness.„Get your nose in there... and your tongue... between the cleft...“Oh no... not that... .surely not that! But yes... that was the order... and the switch continued to saw menacingly, ready to strike on the instant. So that order had to be obeyed!Half retching, nostrils flared, Julia somehow made herself carry out the revolting task given her.Desperately she tried to shut off her mind. Her eyes were already screwed tight. But hideous. Her excitement began to energize me and I had a feeling I was gonna need it.Out of the shower I realized I didn't have any clean clothes. "Don't worry about it," Linda said dismissively. "Come on."Grabbing my hand she led me naked down a hall to a door. I could hear people down stairs. Linda opened the door and led me into a darkened room. When she shut the door and turned on the light, I said, "Whooa!"The walls were painted blood red and a sex swings was hanging from the ceiling. There was two. I followed her. She was panting and breathing heavy when she sat down at the kitchen table. Her lipstick was smeared and she was giggling like a schoolgirl, her mascara smudged down her face.“Linda, what the fuck’s going on?” I asked, my voice quavering with anger.“Chill out and have a drink,” she slurred then hiccupped.I noticed there was an open bottle of wine on he table. She had obviously been drinking. After getting no sense from my wife, I turned my attention to Victor in the living room..