"That your daughter has an exquisite vagina.Such soft, plump flesh. And hardly any hair." She gently pinches the flesh near Celeste's labia. The teena...er, who's beenkeening with fear, gasps from the pain. Even a gentle caress is excruciatinglypainful to her super sensitive skin. Using her left hand, Grandma squeezesthe soft tissue of her granddaughter's right labia. The fourteen year-old captiveshrieks as the evil old woman pushes the point of the barbed fishhook throughher cunt lip. As Celeste. He thought it was such a waste that she was a lesbian. Imagine how many guys she would make happy if she wasn’t?“Hey kid, problems at home again?"He hated her calling him kid, he was seventeen. “Bah, my parents are bitching at me as usual. I got a B in a math exam and they expected an A."She stepped aside and let him in. Tim was your average teenager, his hair a bit too long, scruffy clothes and tired eyes after playing videogames too late at night. He was nice enough and she didn’t mind him. Fir ek din jab maine akshay ki wife ko dekha to mai pura pagal ho gaya mera lund uchal uchal k salami dene laga uske gore gore boobs aur curvy gand dekh k mujh se raha nahi gaya aur mai bol diya kya zordar maal hai,aur ye baat bhabi se sun li aur vo mujh se puchne lagi kya bole aap…. Mai hadbada gaya aur bola akshay maal kharad daari k liye nahi jaa raha hai kya is baar,to bhabi muskurate hue boli use maal mai koi interest hi nahi hai,ye baat sun k mujhe thoda doubt hua,mujhe laga green signal. He found his arms on her breasts, the stiff peaks pressing into his palms, and for a moment he was so disoriented that he nearly came without realizing. But he fought to control himself. He wanted to see her face when he brought her to orgasm, see that curious look of pain that every man wants to give a woman, feel her tighten on him, feel the waves ride over the whole length of his cock.Now she had her arms back behind her, her back arched, her breasts moving out of reach. She ground.