Usne kaha waha par oil hai wo laga lo me wo jaldi se leke aya aur kaha dum hi laga do bhabhi.Wo oil lagane lagi me land me aur kaha dum name se bhi bu...arahe ho aur bhabhi bhi bol rahe.Tum muje name se bula sakte ho maine kaha bhabhi bolne me muje acha lagta hai darling to wo hasne lagi.Phir mai dhire dhire ab lund andar push karne ki try kiya aur dhire dhire shot marne laga phir ek jor sa shot laga aur pura lund andar aur wo thodi chilayi phir to maine apni speed badhayi jor jor se shot laga. "Are you afraid?"Her eyes told him before she could speak. "Yes," she whispered."I could untie you, set you free. Your husband is waiting."She shook her head without hesitation, as if to chase away any chance of retreat. "No!" - another whisper, but one more forceful.The tip of the needle arrived at her breast, stopping at the edge of the bright pink areola. With a quick stabbing motion, he tapped the point repeatedly over the sensitive skin. She gasped, then began to moan quietly as the needle. " We agreed that there should be some rules. "You can never have sex without me being there." "We are a loving married couple, and I want it to stay that way." Carol looked up at me and smiled. She said, "Dick, if you ever want to stop this, we'll stop immediately."I called to John that he should come back in.He had a big smile on his face. His cock was limp and swaying. It was still covered with cum. He looked beautiful.I still hadn't cum and my cock was back at full staff.I pulled Carol. Her hands blue and stiff with cold and the fine golden hairs on her body standing out vertically in the intensity of the Arctic chill, she urged the mount forward at a trot and ran behind it, heedless of the damage she was doing to her feet on the razor sharp stones - anything to get the blood flowing and to save her extremities from frostbite!By infinitely slow degrees, the unprecedentedly hellish agonies that were gripping her abated and departed from her, being replaced with nothing more.