Razia pi lo. Razia pi jati hai. Uske baad Fakir Razia ko ek bartan deta hai, kehta hai isme peshab karo. Razia ko peshab aate hi, wo bartan me peshab ...arti hai. Fakir us bartan me ek cup ka khoon dal deta hai. poora peshab ka colour blood red ho jata hai bartan me.Fakir fir apna lungi aur Kala kurta nikalta hai, lo mai bhi naga ho gaya, janeman, keh ke fakir Razia ko kehta hai apne is lal khoon peshab se mere lund ko nehla do. Razia bartan ka sara peshab uske lund me dal deti hai. Fakir ek. I could feel my body fighting to respond as quickly as he pistoned into me, but it was hopeless. I could not process all the feelings. My body was lost in it's own sensory overload. It didn't matter who was doing what to me as long as it kept going. Then the world just went blank. I mean it was just gone for a second or so. When I returned to life, I no longer cared about the Atwoods or anything else. I just wanted to lay there in my sex induced coma and respond to my body's signals.First it. A twinge of disappointment, though: I'm not attracted to Charley.I'm pleased to look nice... but I don't see myself as somebody I want toscrew. Experimentally, I glance at other women, but the way I appraisethem has changed, too. I evaluate them simply in terms of their fashionsense, without my previous male appreciation of females in general. I'vealways been faithful to Victoria (just as Charley has to David) but Icould still admire other women: not so much, now.I'm simultaneously thinking. I removed my collar from my bag and held it in my two open palms the way I had seen Janice do. I stepped up to her and said, "I am very afraid that I may lose my nerve if we stick with our original plan. Without the fear of punishment, I don't know if can trust myself. I offer my collar to you with a request that you use my body for your pleasure and also give it to Charles. You've both been so helpful to me. Require of me what you desire and punish me if I disobey." Are you sure you want this,.