"And I hear the bed creaking too, damn it."I indeed knew that wasn't actual proof, but I was confident. I just stood there and didn't listen, but hear... the sounds happening. I tried to put the picture into perspective, but of course, I was pissed, and I just couldn't make it work in my head."Fuck it," I whined, going to my room. "Let's see if she lies to me about it tomorrow. It's late; my mom didn't listen to me; I'm going to bed now."I went straight to bed and went to sleep. Needless to say,. Keu rani maza arha hai na,hole se muskura kar sar hilai, mai pucha to chekhi jeu?Boli bahut dard ho raha tha,,keu?Mai chuchi ko pump karte huwe pucha,nelu kasmsa kar boli,,,bahut mota hai,,nelu ab khul gai thi uske chehre par laj ke jagah masti jhalak rahi thi,khan ab uth kar nelu ki chut ke pas ukdu baith gya aur lund bahar nikal kar dhere dhere andar dal dia,is bar nelu hole se kasmsa kar “seeeee”kri,khan usi lay me lund meri patni ki chut me andar,bahar karta raha,jamila nelu ki chuchi par. Her body was shutting down, trying to go into shock so as to sustain her body and mind, after all, pain to someone whom had never felt anything remotely painful was just that much more painful. My spanking hand went from place to place, from her wet oozing creamy slit and pussy to her bare juicy ass cheeks, obsessed with turning them from tan to red, wondering if I could. I swung with such strength that I even hurt my own hand but her pain was intoxicating to me, so intoxicating that I didn’t. She closes the door quietly and slips in behind him.The two agents creep slowly down the hall. Jonathan crouches a little lower than his partner while she keeps them covered over his shoulder. They reach the door at the end, finding it hinged open. Jonathan holds up a fist, signaling his partner to hold up. Then he pushes on it. The door parts a few inches before it bumps into something on the other side and stops. Both agents step back with their guns held at the ready, yet nothing swings the.