Aur saari uthaar ne laga to unhone mujhe phir se rohkne ki kosis kari.Meine unke nipple kafi ache se apni jeeb(tounge) ko pher ne laga. Unhe mano mini...orgsam sa hua aur woh ab balance kho baiti. Aur mere up gir si gayi iski wajah se Mein thoda pheeche hat sa gaya. Unki saari utar chuki this.Woh sirf petticoat mein thi, mein unhe turant samabala aur table par leta diya. Apni shirt utar di aur unke upar chad gaya.Jaise hi meri chaatti se unke boobs touch hue. Itna acha laga ki maja aagaya to. Hurled into the air he felt every bone in his body breaking, as pure energy arced from point to point, bouncing and burning through him. Crashing through the trees, his now weakened body was jarred by every impact, and he fell limply to the earth. Fractures of every kind, from compound to spinal, turned his very bones to pools of suffering, if that were not enough, he felt like his flesh was burning, and the scent of cooked meat and hair filled his very nostrils.Never in the entirety of his. Monica. She was in her late 40's and was a little on the heavy side but that had it's advantages. She was fairly short but had enormous tits and the biggest ass you'll ever see. I used to masturbate about having anal with that fat ass every time she bent over, in fact, she was the first person I jacked off too when I was 12. But, of course she was a teacher and this was just a dream, until one day. One day I awoke up in a room I had never seen before, there was nothing in it, just blank walls. She looks him over as he turns on the shower and steps aside. A four foot oval of warm water immediately starts to fall in gentle but fat drops from the ceiling mounted rain head. He silently shows her how with excessive movement how to turn on the hidden wall mounts. More water flys out from hidden fixtures in the two stone walls. Filling the nook with moisture. Everything positioned so the water does not spray outside the three sided shower stall. They wash each other in silence for several.