Mere saamne wale aadmi ne mere muh se apna muh hataya ayr uski jagah doosre aadmi neMere khulle muh mai apna lund mere gale tak thus diya. Uske lund m...re muh mai ghuste hi mujhe saas lene mai takleef ho rahi thi. Woh apne lund se mure muh ke andar bahar hote jaa raha tha.Peeche se jor lagake uss aadmi ne meri gaand mai apna ppra lund ghusa daala. Dard ke maare mera bura haal ho ke rakha tha. Meri chudi dono taraf se ho rahi thi.Ek lund mera muh chodd rha tha aur doosra lund meri gand phadte jaa. He called me a slut, bitch and whore but kept fucking my tight hole. He kept me in bed all week end that mom was gone fucking me and making me suck his cock. He even fucked my ass twice. After mom got home Jac would tell me to meet him in the kitchen during the night and he fucked me there. All was well for several weeks till mom walked in and caught his cock in my mouth. Instead of kicking him out, I got sent to boarding school for girls. At school I had my eye on the young health teacher. I. A forked tongue silently licked the air, tasting not only the oils from the cooking but the girls themselves, who had obviously been perspiring from the long journey. A hazel eye with a dark slit of a pupil focused intensely on the glowing heat signature of the warm bodies. This was Yanna, the lamia.Her naked female torso was strikingly beautiful. Her breasts were shapely, her hair long and dark. She had several scars, one running down the center of her chest the other tracing her left. She felt herself melt when he said this. In the back of her mind she wondered how he knew, but the thought was buried beneath the swirl of arousal and trepidation enveloping her. Still holding her arm he moved her forward to the desk. He released his grip but kept his fingers around her, gently pulling his hand all the way down to her wrist, which he pulled forward to place her hand on the desk. “The other hand too, please.” She did as she was told.He stood back a step from her, giving her.