Apne dono hatho mein uske sudaol gand ko dabaya.Use apne kareeb kheechne laga aur woh iska jawaab mere honto par daanto ko gada kar dene lagi. Choomti...hui woh apne ek hath peeche le gayi aur mere hatho ko apni gand se hata di. Mujhe laga shayad woh use pasand nahi aayi.Par fir woh apne kamar ko hilane lagi aur kuch der baad woh mere hath ko pakad wapas apni gand par lagadi. Is bar mere hath uski gand par lagte hi mere andar josh ki baandh phoot padi. Woh apni panty ke nade ko khol kar use hata. She took his strict dressing down on the chin, grazing her glistening nipples, picturing a proud, but humble, personal assistant ordered to bend over his massive modern desk.She'd failed him and wanted his harsh censure. An official caning in his office thrust delicious disgrace and intense pleasure through her obedient core.In the morning she faced her bedroom mirror in her fresh underwear. The mirror reflected an obedient and humble girl, ready to accept her painful punishment. Forty floors. Barbara awoke to another sunny day and with the scout using her ample bosom as a pillow. It had been a fitful nights sleep as the scout continually wanted to fuck her ass or cunt. She dressed the same as the previous day, and was out on the slopes. The ride in the cable car was interesting, as guys had started groping her large tits, and just smiled at her when she confronted them by staring at them angrily.Once at the top of the slopes, the Scout Leader brought the group together to provide an. I sometimes wished I could be there instead of here in the real world.Now, knowing that I may not be alone in this matter, I decided to create a device that would allow people to enter these, sort of, pocket dimensions that would allow them to enter their favorite programs and interact with their favorite characters. To be a part of those stories. It’s a very, let’s say, interesting idea I had. One that nobody thought would work.It didn’t. At least, not in the way I thought it would. When.