I turned in the vanity chair to face my husband and spread my nylon sheathed legs. His face was very intent as he watched me pull my tits from the top...of my gown and my hands were actually trembling as I smeared the lipstick over my stiff nipples for him. When they were both perfectly glossy I lowered the tube to my bald cunt and coated each lip until they too, were bright red.After finishing my husband's last perverted request I sat and rubbed my red clit as I watched his hand move up and down. The second zip tie went on the same way. Then she handed him the third. He slipped it under one of the others before turning his back and holding his hands behind him.Sheri tried to fasten it while holding the gun to him but he'd put the other zip tie on too tight and she couldn't get the tie under it. With a hiss of frustration, she took one look at the back of his head, shoved the gun in the front of the jeans she wore and grabbed the tie with her other hand.It was ripped from between her. Jb mai ander gay ato aunty pink colour ki gown me thi bal khule the or chai bna rhi thi.Mai ander jate time gate lock kar diya or kitchen me ghus gaya or jor se aunt ko iche se huau kiya or unke gale par apni jeebh se rub kar ke unke kaan me I love you bola aunty ne v reply me mujhe kiss kiya mai unke kamar me hath dal kar unke hairs ko hta kr paglo ki tarah kiss krne lga ua time aunty ke muh se aaaahhh mm ki pyari aawaje aa rhi thi mujhe ye sun kar kafi mja aa rha tha maine 1 hath aunty ke 36. I shuddered lightly, as it seemed with each hard spank my body started to convert the pain to pleasure. “Three!” I cried out in pain as his palm reigned down the third shot right between my legs. I was tormented. Everything was hurting, especially my wrists and arms from being tied up. Despite this I could almost feel the juices from my pussy running down my legs. I tried to move from his lap but he only leaned his formidable body weight into the forearm holding my neck down. I could feel my.