Ki avaj kar rahi thi unhone kaha meri gand bhi chato na mene kaha jo hukum meri jaan uaki dodno tango ko utaha kar mere kandho par rakh diya aur gand ...o chatana suru kiyakya mast chhed hai gand ka adhe gahnte tak gand chati satt-2 ch*t me ungli kar ke gili kar di aunti ki rasseli ch*t pani chhod rahi thi. .Ab aur nahi dal do apna hathiyar meri ch*t me ne ch*t ke lips par apna l ** d rakha aur ek dakhhe me anadar chala gaya woh meri life ki sabse jaandaar, yaadgaar sexy felling thi me to kya. Things began to fade and then the world went black again. When I woke up there was another man fucking me, his penis was noticeably smaller than the last one. He was pushing and grunting and my pussy was soaked. I looked around at my attackers. They wore back ski masks, and plain clothes. I tried to make out the colours of their shirts, skin, eyes, anything… If I survived this night, I wanted to be able to identify them for the police, but it was so dark. The sound of my dildo buzzing somewhere. "Come on honey, I've got a room here and a ten inch cock that just drives women wild" and then he put his hand on my leg and I almost tossed my drink in his face." Too bad he was such an asshole; I would have been interested in seeing what would have happened had his hand moved a little higher." What?"I reached under the table and took her hand and carried it to the hard lump in my pants. "That's what happened when I saw him put his hand on your leg. I'm just wondering if it would have ripped. ..whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four.