Faaafff……….ya meree lund chusnee kee avaz ppppppppppuuuuuuuuupppppp…………….faaaaaaadaappppp………happpppp……….Papa kisee maze hu... kalkaar ke tarah meree chut mee jad takk apnee jhebh dal rhee thee aur beech beech mee me unka lodaa apne munh se nikal kar saans letee aur kahtee Papa bahut mazaa aa rha haa………….jhebh puree andar tak daloo naaa…Me bhe nechee se apnee mote chutad upar uchaaltee takee unka lund chut kee jadd tak pahunch sakee……koe 10 minute kee chusyee HO GYEE THEE TAB TAK MUJHE LGA KEE. It felt like a massage, but much more purposeful. Other guys started watching Logan working my back. I couldn’t see him, but I imagined that his lean and ripped body was covered in sweat and his tiny thong was straining to keep his cock in. Logan was telling me about the ‘trails’ where guys would play. As he rubbed the lotion in he kept working down my back toward my ass. I was rock hard from his touch, the blazing sun, the show we were putting on, and the sweat pouring off of me. I. " I told her. She hesitated and I gave her another breast beating. With this she finally obeyed at the next break, and started walking. She was limping every other step. Then everybody in the room, about 20 guys started laughing hysterically at her, a couple of guys were filming her with their phones.After we were done laughing at her I ran up to her and I grabbed her by the throat, picked her up, and slammed her on the desk. She was now on her back. I spread her legs and grabbed a bottle of. “The polite gentleman routine, why?” she qualified in a tone that indicated that he should know what the hell she was talking about.“You made it clear you didn’t want me, Prue. I wanted to see you and Nianna, so I’m complying with your wishes. I am trying to not impose upon you,” he said.“What if I wanted you back?” she asked.“Then you have to agree to marry me for real. I won’t settle for anything less Prue.”“So you want us to get engaged again?”“Why do you still wear my ring, Prue?” he asked..