Still bent over this V shaped bench and bound at the ankles and wrists I have to accept whatever happens.Rubbing his cock up and down my cunt slit his...cock gets slick with my girl cum. As he does this he slaps my head several times calling a whore, slut, bitch, scum, and other nasty names.I feel the pressure of his cockhead pressing at my asshole. With no mercy or concern he enters me in one push. Even though my ass was stretched by the inflated buttplug the pure violent harsh ramming into me. Muje meri story ke liye bahot sare mail Aaye khas kar gujrati femal ke jyada mail Aaye our unmese kai femal ne kaha ki yaar hum guju hai to gujrati me story kahona to dosto un sab femal friend ke liye me Aapni story gujarati me likh raha hu, Dosto vese to Aap muje jante hi he mera nam Sunil Patel from SURAT our mera mail edress he Aab age ki story gujarati ma Dosto mari mami nu nam che Sarada ye khub sundar ane bharav dar bandha vadi Stri che teni umar mara karta 5 year moti che teni figar. The first thing she did was run right over to my father, hugging him, thanking him over and over for letting her come back home. Both of them were crying, and Kate was making a lot of promises about how good she was going to be from then on. I looked away for a minute, noticing my mother struggling with Kate's two big suitcases, plus her own small travel bag. I ran over and took the two heavy suitcases from her. We stood where we were, my mother enjoying watching my father and Kate as they. Her finger plunged deep in my ass, massaging my prostate toward her long awaited reward. I felt myself losing this battle, the urge to cum growing with each second. It had been way too long for me to control my urges any longer. Covering her clit with an open mouth, my nose surrounded by her weeping cunt, I grunted, feeling the rush as my cum raced from my nuts to my helmet, spilling out in three long ropes of liquid ecstasy. I could feel her throat pulling on my cock as she swallowed what I.