She left my penis off her dancing tongue, turned, and lowered on to my hard erection until the penetration was complete. The coupling was cent percent...packed. My big tool ensuring complete skin-to-skin contact closed her small opening. I looked at the mobile on my bedside. It was half past five in the morning.Laya was now dancing to her Laya in literal sense. Her movements were in rhythm, in tandem. Our bodies moved and danced as one Prakruti and Purusha as the scriptures call. Every her upward. Nobody will win in that case. Is that so difficult to understand?”“As I said, I understand that. All I ask you is that you respect her as the dog she is.”“OK. Well, let’s get this done, shall we?“Ma’am, to repeat my previous questions, are you all right?”Bitch nodded.“Ma’am, are you here of your free will? Or at least are you his dog of your free will?”She nodded and even smiled at him.“Thank you. Wasn’t so bad, was it?“Oh, and for you,” he said as he focused on me. “There is a BDSM meet-up in. A guy placed an open bottle of poppers under my noise saying "Here you go baby take a deep hit" and I did as I was told a guy pulled the top of my dress to the side to get access to my right breast and squeezed his head between me and the mantle to start sucking on my breast and I was totally lost in lust, moaning uncontrollably as my dress was lifted up and my panties pulled down to my ankles. The guys where getting even more aggressive now roughly grabbing at my crotch looking to see if I had. "You like these?" She said, the ecstasy dripping from her voice. She undid some buttons on her shirt and pulled her beautiful tits out, those round large puppies with their large nipples ripe for the sucking. With a sly smile she engulfed my dick with those tits. I was getting harder imagining the sensation those two beauties could bring to a stiff dick. She squished my dick with those tits, swirling them around the throbbing pole. "Oh... Yeah" she whispered, the combination of saliva, penis.