Chudai ke bina jivan bekar hai.(I want your cock. Put it in my cunt. Tear my pussy apart. Its itch made me spend so many sleepless nights. Today pacif... its itch with your cock. Fuck me, Saab. Fuck me as you want wherever you want.)Me: Ab tu sahi mein ek randi ki tarah baat kar rahi hai. (Now you are talking like a true whore.)Tara: Har aurat ke andar ek randi hoti hai Saab. Bas uske randipane ko jagaana aana chahiye. Jis bhi mard ne us randi ko jaga diya, wo us ki gulam ban jaati hai. Ab aur. I could not believe the language as she appears a shy modest woman in public , but what I had now sitting on my face having her asshole licked was a different person ,her husband would not recognise.We had a rest as Anushka was tired . and both girls totally changed into angels they talked like if they were two different people from the sluts they sounded like when they were sexed up.I could not wait anymore to get my holy fruit which was Anushka ‘s pussy. As she laid on the bed beside me I. Barocca had been assaulted so much, that by now, she was almost a rag doll. It was the force of Jordan r****g her that caused her arms and legs to flail, not any conscious resistance. Jordan's face, her neck and her chest were now flushed and swollen a deep red color. Jordan herself seemed to almost be in agony. Dee Dee realized that Jordan couldn't stop her-self of her own volition. She had to keep humping Barocca, because of what Rhiannon had done to her. "Okay, Rhiannon," said Dee. “Are you just going to set this up as your corner for the night?” I asked her.“Hmm hmm,” she shrugged. In a later three second break after swallowing one mouthful and waiting for the next John to step forward, she told me that she actually missed the fun of climbing into cars and being whisked away by total strangers. I nodded in understanding. I then walked over to the policeman directing traffic and explained to him the situation. He got on his radio and soon about five police cars showed up..