The shorts got tighter and tighter. At any moment they were going to split from the strain on the fabric.Or so she hoped.Just when she was bout to giv... up and try a different strategy, Charlene felt stitches giving way -- and then heard clearly audible rrrrrrrip! of the material between her legs. Suddenly she felt the coolness of the room air on her moist pussy. It made her even wilder and she was abruptly conscious of her mother's eyes on her.How do you like it, Mom? Bet you never thought I. Bole sms e kotha bolte thaklam..evabe 2-4 din cholar por amra ro kache elam….chad e eka thaklei kiss nitam r dudu tiptan amar parents r or parents mile makar sankarntir din pujo dite gelo bolechilo aste deri hobe..ami bujhlam ei sujog…ok amar room e aste bollam..o lal top r scart pore elo..ok dekhte eto sexy lagchilo ami dekhei or mukhe mukh chepe ok niye bose porlam.or uru te hat ghoste thaklam.O amar hat dhore fello.r pa duto gutiye gudta chepe nilo… ami dhere dhere or uru te hat buliye. As Angela counted the pumps… 20… 21… 22..., the discomfort grew worse and worse, until Mercedes could hold no longer and her plug fell to the floor. Relieved, Tiffany pushed hers out only seconds later, liquid dripping out her gaping cunt and onto the floor. “Well well” Angela smacked Tiffany’s ass with a sound like a balloon popping “Looks like you held out a little longer. Do you want me to take you down from here and let you stretch out?”“Yes mistress” she shouted back in an almost military. I looked them over before I went to the fire, "it looks like you need to take down the shelter and pack us up."Taylor was a little white but nodded and I nodded to the stream, "go wash your face first. We have time to eat before taking them to the road."The men still alive swore and threatened and yelled. Taylor did not eat much but I did not expect her to. She packed up and after I had put the fire out I shouldered my pack. I moved to the men and yanked them up. The one shot in the gut had.