I begged him to slow down but in vain, he fucked me harder and harder and suddenly he hammered his cock to the bottom of my pussy and filled me again,...he groaned: "Here comes the baby Lene!"I got another orgasm and screamed: "OOOOH ALI I'M COMING OD GOD I'M COMING!"He filled my pussy again with his thick creamy seed; it ran out of my pussy as he pulled out his cock. He then squeezed my pussy tightly closed and massaged my belly and said: "That will help my small friends to find the right way. He held her head and began to fuck her face. But when his cock touched her throat, she gagged and jerked her head back. Her eyes filled with tears due to gagging. Again he caught her head and began to fuck her face. She allowed him, she had no other choice. luckily, Rekha entered the room with the beer mug and said, "Hey,be soft on her. She is just 13, treat her with care." OK OK sorry. He removed his cock from her mouth and walked towards the bed. Pooja got up. Rekha gave the beer mug in her. I knew I shouldn't be seeing her in this way, but I couldn't help myself. It was the first time I'd ever seen her in this way. I felt a little ashamed, but very turned-on at the same time. I tried to focus my mind on what we were supposed to be doing, but I kept letting my eyes wonder over her sexy body, as she went about picking up and cleaning up the party mess.It was then that I saw her bend over, just a little more than normal, to pick up some confetti paper and as she bent over, I noticed. Like during the following year. Or two... I hadn’t known what to expect when I knocked on the door on the house of the seamstress. She was a short woman, probably in her late thirties with a little gray in her otherwise black hair. Besides that, there wasn’t much more. No hips, no breasts, nothing. However, she seemed to know her business, and she had been delighted when I brought her the clothes that I hadn’t really been able to wear. I had offered those to her, so that they could be used for.