Sara badan par pasina chha gaya. Tangen ki pakad itani jor se lag gayi ki mein dhakka de na saka, lund chut ki gaharai men daba raha. Nakhun se us ne ...eri pith kharonch dali.Dedh minit ke baad vo shant hui aur boli, “Ye kya hua bhaiya ? Mein kahan thi ?”Mein ne kiss karate kaha,”Tu yahan hi thi. Jo hua ise orgasm kahaten hai.”“Bahut maja aaya. Kya aisa orgasm har vakt hota hai ?”“Han, pyari, kabhi kabhi ek hi chudai ke dauran do ya tin bhi hoten hai.”“Aap ko bhi hua orgasm ?”“Nahin, ab. 2In profile, in the limelight,She stands against a blue, mottled background,Wearing a blue jacket with a satin collarSlid down over her biceps to hangFrom her forearms, down her arched back,Head back, face horizontal, swirling hair,Her right breast a slope to rotundity,Nipple pointing straight ahead,The belly a firm slope that glides downTo the firm, alabaster thigh.The eye plunges past knee, along calf,To the pompoms on the toesOf her high heels,EndingIn a blossom of Amarillo fire.3Right-angle. Anthony sighed, as if it was one of the hardest things he'd ever heard of. At last, he opened the door, waving Harley in. "Come on. I WAS sleeping, asshole. This'd better be good." He said a bit venomously.Harley thanked the skies and stepped in, taking a seat on the couch. He looked up at Anthony, who even still, looked rather bored."Now, what is it, dickhead?" He spat. He obviously still harbored a grudge after the incident with Felicia, but, that's another story.Still on the couch, Harley. Kumikowhimpered in fear as Miss Godhead glared at me and took a wooden paddlefrom a desk drawer. Kumiko submissively stood and stepped past me as shebent over her desk. She raised her skirt to reveal her glorious bottom,and her tiny baby cock wrapped up tightly in a metal cage of some sorts.I stared in disbelief. I heard the paddle whoosh down as Miss Godheadtore into Kumiko's exposed flesh with a mighty blow. I was about tostart masturbating at the sight, but I suddenly realized the door.