For her at least, I think it would hurt her too much.? Trish picked up a blue nylon collar ?From my personal experience I can tell you Dixie would lov... this one.? This drew the girl’s eyes from the display to the collar in Trish’s hands. The girl seemed lost in another day dream when Trish reached out with her hand and placed the collar against her neck. ?I think it would look stunning on Dixie it even matches her eyes? Trish said locking eyes with the girl. The girl’s breath had been stolen. . “ohh . motherfucker…fuck your mother…fuck mommy..tear my cunt…I also started talking like that.. I said..“Yes bitch… you whore…I am fucking you.. your son is riding your pussy..I will tear you apart… do you love my cock? …tell me you slut…“Yes you motherfucker..I love your cock…shove it deep…aaahhhh…mommy is going to come…. fuck me harder…don’t ….stop…aahhhh….zzzzzzzzz……..mommy is coming..She wriggled..jerked and came in loads and loads. I too shot my load in her. After few seconds we looked. "Wow girly you look great and you better be fighting them boys off." He says with a sheepish grin.His short goatee and mustache look actually sexy and his blue eyes look me up and down.We talk and laugh and then all of a sudden he joking sprays me with the hose. The cool water under the warm sunny afternoon sky feels good but it shocks me for sure. We always played pranks and John and daddy loved to act c***dish and immature so of course this was typical.I joined in actually and the water war. Me: ha bilkul tabhi to dusre partner dhundhti hai jo jyada time de sakeSima: nahi esa kuch nahi , dusre partner ki kya jarurat paegi ?Me: ab vo to tumhe behtar pata.Har kisi ki jarurate hoti hai. Hum shadi isi liye karte hai taki ek dusre ke jaruraat puri kar sake ab husband itna dur rahega to sab jarurate kaise puri hogi?Sima: o hello tum muje keh rahe ho kya?Me:tumhe esa lagta hai?Sima; tum jis tarah se bol rahe ho muje to ye hi laga ke tum muje keh rahe ho .Me: thik hai chalo tumhare bare me.