. faster... starting to fuck your face... the way you deserve it... like the slut you are... your body rolling, held back by the ties...you are a horn... little slut, and I know what you need... if you're a good little cunt then you just might get what you need... later... ;)my mouth open... eyes closed... god your little throat feels good... ignoring your visible protests as I linger with my cock filling your throat, preventing you from breathing... starting to fuck it ever so slightly.... ”“What do you mean?”“Give him a dose of his own medicine. I’ll give it some thought, must be something we could do,” Wendy averred.They parted shortly afterwards, Wendy promising to sort out what could be done.A couple of days later Susie returned to work and everything appeared normal, although the very observant would have noticed her exhibiting signs of discomfort in areas that Wendy knew had been shaved and tattooed.The next tuesday evening Wendy picked up Anne, obviously in a state of high. Whatever I said, or did, was probably just ramblings that didn't mean anything." Sam, you told me that you wanted to kiss me. You told me you thought you loved me."Time slowed down. And stopped. Sam struggled for words. After her outburst Carly had no clue what else to say. The two friends simply stood and stared blankly at each other. Sam finally nodded jerkily, acknowledging that what she had babbled about under the influence of the gas was true. Her eyes searched Carly's face, looking for. Ma ny us ki baat na mani or dusari strike ma apna lun enter kr diya,jitni choot ijazat daty thy.or andar usay strokes lagany laga,us ki pahlay nikalnay wali chekhain ab hmmm ahhhhhhhhh ooohhhhhhhhhhhh maza a raaha hy or zor sy kro ma badal gai thein..or wo b ab apni body ko meray strokes k sath move krnay lagy.takreban 6 min baad mujy laga k ma b chotnay wal hun to ma ny foran lun bahir nikala or us k senay py sara pani dal diya.wo us ko apnay senay py malnay lagy or fir mujy b apnay sath.