Ok. We can if you want to." Her meek little voice whispered to me, she was blushing a bit.I smiled and stuck my hand under her dress. I meant to feel ...hat kind of undies she was wearing, but my hand had a mind of it's own. It found it's way to her chest and started to massage her large breasts.She bit her bottom lip, embarrassment and fear written all over her cute face. I saw a tear form in her eye, not from being scared, because I was being a little too rough. I bent down and flipped her. She increased the speed slowly and more than 75% of banana was in her juicy cunt. With the other hand she was pressing her fully erected nipples…I went mad seeing this live show. The CD’s which I brought from my friend was for no use, coz I was watching a live show. Suddenly the fan started running, the power came, and I got down immediately and went to the main door and rang the bell. I was eagerly waiting for the door to open. I rang the bell thrice. After 5 mins she opened the door. She was. Everything was mechanised, all supplies were carried by truck or train, with seemingly no concern over the amount of fuel used. If a jeep or a truck broke down, it was neglected rather than repaired, and a fresh one was used, still shiny from the factory. Instead of using local food, they ate from tins and cans of food that were made in America. We found this fascinating, and we formed an impression of an unstoppable power that would simply roll over any obstacle. And this is what eventually. I counted at least a dozen welts when I got home, but there were many more strokes than that regular and paced. They ceased for a moment or two while clamps were attached to my nipples, Rob explaining as he did that, “it was a slack day, and he normally timed the sessions to ¾ of an hour, however as Pat was here today and as he had long wanted to have fun with her body, with there being no more folk to deal with, he would extend the session, if we both agreed?” I said, “there was no one at.