I could feel the cheeks of her bottom against my thighs and I pressed my straining cock into the small of her back. I know she could feel it and it fe...t like it was full of more blood than was in the rest of my body. I continued by pressing my chest into her back and laid my head down so my mouth was right next to her ear."Are you ok?"Yes" she replied "but this is naughty..."I couldn't believe that I was lying in bed with her. From what seemed an age ago with a swollen cock and a breathless. The side of one white breast flattened against a burgundy bedspread. Her face, but for one startlingly blue eye which seems to be staring not at the bedspread an inch away but inward, is hidden by outstretched arms and a sweep of black hair. The arms extend to wrists bound together by three wraps of white rope, the end of which disappears off screen. The woman’s hands are clenched into ambiguous fists. Winston studies the screen. In the original photograph his come can be seen in her cunt, but. Daksha couldn’t hold the moan anymore as he began mashing both her breasts. He moved faster and with more impetus on her body. His waist kept banging against her with an incredible speed. She kept staring at the man as he drove his dick deep inside her without showing any mercy whatsoever. She squirmed meekly in the tight grip of the three men letting her body used to fulfill their lust. He was apparently bigger than the earlier predator as her pussy walls clenched his dick much harder. She. It used to be called shell shock. Soldiers are subjected to somepretty hellish conditions. They can be lying in a trench, mortarshells exploding around them, bullets flying over their heads.Helicopters can come flying around shooting at them. There's nothingthey can do. They can't really defend themselves or, if they can, theyhave a serious disadvantage. They just lie there for hours, sometimesfor days, certain that they're going to be killed. Waiting for it tohappen. That's their.