His burly form hovered over her. His knees dug into the mattress as he ran his hands up her legs to grip onto the back of her thighs. He guided both o... her legs over his shoulders and leaned forwards, his cock pressing into her entrance once more. Elisabeth moaned, her nails digging into his forearms as they rested either side of her face on the pillow. It didn’t take long for him to build up a fine rhythm. He watched her breasts bounce after each well-placed thrust, a concentrated look on his. She was thrashing around yet with her legs folded and her torso curled up, there wasn’t much that she could do against Dave’s bulk and strength. This was about to happen if I didn’t intervene and use the pre-arranged safe word.“You’re getting ass-fucked” Dave hissed into my wife’s face, “so either take it like the slut that you are, or I will tie you up… your choice”“No, PLEASE” my wife protested. I just watched in amazement, my cock now twitching with anticipation.Dave withdrew his fingers and. Pata chala ki vahan se maa auor mujhe shaher se bahut duur ke ek ‘farm hose’ me jana h. Jo hoga vahin hoga, dopehr 2 baje ke baad. To khaa-peekr hm dopehr ke baad farm house pahunche. Vahan shayd pahle se intjam tha.Puree team thi, koi 40 aadmi.Mummy ko saadhvi ki dress pahanaayi, ekdm safed sarhi, bina peticoat aur bra ke, blouse bhi maa ne nahi pehna. Sirf safed sarhi ke ek kinare se vo apne nagn stan ( fully naked boobs ) dhake thi. Gale men rudraksh ki mala thi, jesi sati-sadhvi ke hoti. But because of Marvella’s popularity it became twice a month, once rotating and once at Marvella’s dad’s house. Losing early became a regular occurrence. But that seemed to be planned in logical rotation. So before the age of fourteen she had carnal knowledge of six men besides her father. They weren’t all gentle either.In school most girls her age were wild about boys. She wasn’t. She knew what males could do and didn’t want to make her life more complex. Besides, her father had her fitted.