“On your knees! Beg or I will take this crop to your clit!”Slave one collapsed onto her knees, sobbing, her head bowed down.“Look up at me and b...g, slave!”Amanda looked up in her rubber-cloaked blindness.“Do ... You ... Want ... To ... Cum?”The girl nodded slowly, her red-masked face looking up at Mistress. She felt the back of her hood being pulled up and the buckle to her gag being unfastened. The rubber phallus was then pulled from her lips, drool running from its tip.“Beg,” Mistress. Mai sb arrange kark rakhunga.mansi- ok bye.Mai 4 baje market ja k 1bottel chiva regal whiskey k le aya kyoki mujhe acche brand k daru hi pasand h.. uske saath khane peene ka saman b le aya.6baje mere flat ka telecom baja security vale ka phn tha k ek memsab ayi h upar bhej du?mai- ha bhej de vo mri didi h.Guard- thk h sahab ji phr vo seedhe mere flat pe agai pehle to maine usko hug kiya aur bday wish kiya aur bday gft mai uski daru k bottel gft kr di vo khush hogai aur usne mujhe jor se kiss. Her lips pressed hard against my shaft and head. She wasn’t careful about her teeth; a couple times they grazed my dick and I noticeably flinched. Molly laughed and I could feel the vibrations of her throat against my penis.I reached up with both hands and grabbed Molly’s ass. I squeezed her buttcheeks hard and pulled her closer against my mouth. I could barely breathe. Accidental suffocation was not out of the question. Again, I wanted to eat as much of young Molly as I could before she tossed. So, for Carol to even consider voicing with someone she didn’t know meant she had to be really fucking horny.“Is it ok?” she asked, biting her bottom lip. She always liked to include me in her play. I never asked her to, but it was kind of our understanding.“Do you want to?” I asked, already knowing the answer. She was pretty worked up.“Kinda,” she smiled, “that way I can use both hands.” She reached over and tugged at my cock. I grinned but knew from experience she meant both hands for.