It's probably deeplywrong that the way this pushes my plug deeper into my arse isreassuring... then I turn and walk out, knowing the guy is checking o...tmy arse, fuck I know I would...I walk in to see Mistress, laughing and joking with the bikers, she seesme and flashes me a look... I try and decode it as I walk to the bar.Why is she doing this? Why the fuck are we here? Is this some sort oftest? I stand at the bar, about to lean on it, before deciding I can'tsee a 'non' sticky patch. Okay... Mama ke jane baad mami aur khul gayi aur gaon wali gandi baate karne lagi oh keh rahi thi hi jay tera lawada bahut namkeen hain ji karata hain isko jaldi se appni pussy me daal kar hila hila hila kar issese chudwa lu hi maa karte karte mami meri ungli ke karan gili ho gayi. Aur boli tera lauda to abhi bhi pani nahi chod raha hain la ise main meri chut main ghsati hun ye keh kar o mere upar aayi, lekin mera lund chut gili hote huye bhi andar ghus nahi pa raha tha. Slowly slowly karke main undar. There wasn’t time to wait for the pain to go away, she had to do this now. She shifted further and managed to swing her legs out and partially off of the bed. Now, if she could just reach her jeans with her feet. She stretched her body to the limit, her eyes watering as her shoulders protested and the handcuffs bit into her wrists. She managed to grasp her jeans between her feet and lift them over her, she had to be careful and make sure to drop them near her hands. There wouldn’t be a second. One night it was getting late, so I knew if I was to keep my wife from not being pissed at me, I would have to go home. I said that I was going to leave and put my arms around Maggie to give her a kiss like I always did. Only this time her mouth opened up and her tongue came into my mouth, and down my throat. Oh, what a hot kiss she gave me. It was all I could do to walk out of the motorhome, with a hard-on like I hadn't had in years. The next day was Tuesday. On Tuesday, Peggy had classes.