She was wearing a stylised, emerald green, version of the Kushtian national costume, a beaded and jewelled bodice that left her midriff bare with a lo...g panelled skirt split to the hip so as to reveal her legs as she rolled across the bed. She grinned as my towel slipped from my hips. "Excellent," she said, "I win!" What?" I said.She pointed at my naked crotch. "Victoria said that you'd be really well hung." Oh thanks," I said. "Hang on; aren't you supposed to be the slave?" Pooh!" she said. It had been his first trip toVictoria Steele's. He had known when he went that it catered to thelocal, S&M crowd, that was why he chose it, but it couldn't have been further from his expectations. Corey had envisioned some gothic club,incorporating elements of a medieval dungeon with live sex shows andpeople chained to the walls being whipped in front of everyone. Insteadhe found a fairly typical club playing fairly typical music, the lackof a dance floor was unsurprising but there was no. The sight pushed me over the last barrier, a firm smack on Rita’s ass closed the finial small gap between us. Grabbing her wrist, I move her soft hand to my shaft, taking the not so subtle hint she starts to stroke my cock with oiled hands. A small moan from Erin draws my attention to her, Adrianna is between her legs tasting the sweet/salty wetness that has been mine since we married. Erin looks up, pleasure on her face and tells me to fuck Rita. Pulling her panties aside Rita dips two fingers. I just was fainting and shouting aaaa aaaasa choro mujhe .. Nahiiuj … Aaaaa nahiii .. Bachao maaaa..And the man kept on fucking with his dick hitting my pussy walls..The pain grew and there was no pleasure..After doing for 20 mins he took his dick out..I lay there like a dead meat used as a slut..But this man had no mercy at all..He now knew all the fight was destroyed..He picked me up and by my hair pulled me..To a table..He made my hands rest on table and bent me..I followed his movements..I.