5inch mota hoga( baki writer ki tarah chutiya banane ki machine to hai nahin mere pass 8inch 9inch jaise gadhe ka land ho na ki insane sabi likht hain...4inch5inch mota abe ben ke lode 4inch ka matlab pata hain gadhe ka land sale gadhe jut bolte rehte hain )maine ab uski chut ke niche takiya lagaya aur land dhere se uski chuth par laga kar aram se Dhaka diya to land thoda sa under gaya muje khud dard hua seema ka haal to kya hua hoga aap andaza laga sakte ho uske baad maine land ko wohi rokkar. Some of these ideas would either make or break our marriage. First: I went to work in my basement shop. I took her newest and tightest girdle, a black one-piece, bra and long leg panty girdle. The “convenience” slit in the crotch of the girdle would do her no good because she would be wearing pantyhose underneath. Thus, she had to get completely undressed to go to the bathroom. The girdle had a zipper in the back so it could be removed for her to go to the bathroom. I installed a small hasp. The Earl entered with a vision on his arm. The gown was absolutely gorgeous, a confection of green velvet and brown silk. Caroline blinked three times before she spoke. ‘Lucy?’ Lucy flushed a deep scarlet. ‘He made me wear it, Caroline,’ she said. ‘You mean he forced you into his room and stuffed you into that dress?’ James demanded. ‘It was my late wife’s,’ the Earl said. ‘James’s mother’s. I told Miss Lucy that I should very much like to see it worn for another New Year’s Eve.’ ‘It’s lovely,. She slowly pumped the toy in and out of herpussy. I watched in awe as it was gripped by her lips and pulsed in and out of her. Her smoothness coated in wetness, glimmering in the lights sent shudders through our cocks as we watched in amazementIs that good she asked, making eye contact with first me then Josh. Oh fuck yes was the inevitable replyIs it better slow she queried as the pace dropped. We looked and nodded in admirationOr better quick she rasped, Following her question be a rapidly.