Uske hath mere balo pe se mere pith par gaya aur jorse usne muje uske upar khich liya. Ab puri tarah me uske sharir apr thi. Aur uska land mere chut p... jor se press ho gaya tha. Woh muje bade josh se chumane laga. Usk hath mere nitambo par ghumane Lage usne mere gaon mere nitambo ke upar khich liya. Aur mere panty me hath dalke mere chut me ungali karne laga. Bada maja aa raha tha. Meri sanse to bahot tej chal rahi thi. Me use chumate huwe niche gayee. Aur uske land par pahuch gayee. Mene uske. Was it my choice that I should be slammed and bred? Did I ask your kind to come and take me from the light into darkness and unman me for another man?" Your conscience may not have consented, but your instincts have. See, humans are complex like that; our conscience is what teaches morality and ethics: what's right from wrong. Your instincts, however, play the game." And what game is that?" In response, the man raised Daemon's legs and positioned himself in between; his cock hard as rock was. "Amy took the kids to visit her mom, so it's just me and the idiot box." "How come you didn't go?" "We're behind schedule. First there was a question about permits, and then there were two days of rain. We couldn't do anything, so I'll be working tomorrow. But we'd had the weekend planned for a while, so I told Amy to go without me. Only good thing about it is the overtime." "How are the kids?" Brody found it odd to think that when Rick had been his age, twenty-six, he'd been married with a kid. Scissoring my fingers to stretch her wide.She rocks against my hand in desperate need. She pushes for more as she rubs her taut nipples against those black satin sheets. My hand is in her hot wet cunt the other hand grips the plug and starts to tug.I watch her ass stretch as the head starts to reappear. Emily-Jane groans. I groan with her and release the plug. Her ass quickly swallows it. Again, I grip the plug with slick cum coated fingers and start to tug. This time the plug reaches its.