Henrietta then grabbed me by the hair and forced me to my knees on the floor. Next she pulled my head back and held the fake cock to my lips. ?Clean...up time, pussyboy!? she commanded. ?And make sure it is spotless if you want to remain free tonight.?Suddenly I was forced to taste my own shit for the first time. I was cleaning my own shit off her dildo. Why was I submitting to such an act? Was she really forcing me to obey? Then why was I enjoying the humiliation? ‘Maybe I am a natural. Fir humri thdi gossiping hone lagi or sath khana khya. Jyda nyt ho gai thi isle un logo ko nind aane lagi par muje or ek ladki ko nhi aa rai thi.Toh hum logo ne decide kia ki me or Shweta(jisko nind nai aa rai thi) hum dono upper wali seat me bethge movie dekhte h or baki ki 4 ladkiya lower n middle wali p soh gai 2 2 karge.Meine usse pocha tumko koi pblm toh nhi h mere sath bethne me toh usne ek smile ki or kaha no prblm. Fir hum logo upar aa gae or me apna lapi me movie laga rha tha toh usne. Then, Tom scrubbed the man's dick, and being a tease, he jerked it a couple times with the soapy rag. Moans radiated from the man's throat and Tom decided bath time was over. He quickly rinsed the man off with the shower head and wrapped him in a towel. Then, Tom guided the man to his bedroom, and laid him down on Tom's bed. Before the man was even settled on the bed, Tom attacked his hairy dick with everything he had. He inhaled the man's fresh scent mingling with the scent of the streets. He was true to the letter of his word, she reflected, but maybe it could be easier for her to talk… Peaches was naked except for a black leather sleeve that held both her arms tightly behind her back, and her body was folded into the space beneath the Princes chair. Her head alone protruded through a gap at the front of the chair, leaving her mouth in an ideal position for the Prince to feed her his cock as he spoke. As Peaches obediently slurped on his cock, trying not to gag as he pushed into.