I was on my hands and knees on a filthy mattress.. A man I didn't know was slowly fucking my throat. Other men were filming it. My nipples were agoniz...d. I was too scared and in too much pain to try and get away.Something pushed into my cunt. Something hard and cold. A beer bottle? It pushed and pushed, hard and demanding. I heard a voice say "Bring the camera round here for a better shot." There was movement and then the bottle started ramming ferociously in and out of my cunt. At the same. She was so tight, so wet, soaking my face, and squeezing her legs together. When she finished, she laid there, and my dick was intensely hard. I knew that, after cumming early, typical of how a thing worked with me, I could fuck her for an hour and not cum.Except that's not exactly what she had in mind.As she finished, she sat up and was leaning against the kitchen counter."Let's go in the other room?" Brandy said.I stood up and she gasped."What's the matter?" I said.She looked, her face. Mere samne bale makan/flat mein ek bhabhi aur bhaisahab rahte the.wo log bahut acche the.unka ek 5 saal ke larka bhi tha.Bhabhi bahut khule bichar ki then aur unke pati thora saant swabhaw ke the. Bhabi ka figar bahut mast tha.Wo bahut he chudas kism ki maal thi.Unka age karib 33 yrs hoga aur unke pati ka 37 yrs meri umar us samay karib 26 saal hogi aur mein ek multinational company mein kaam karta tha aur generally mera night shift hota tha kyonki america mein mere client se night mein hi deal. This had a couple of effects. First, her sex was pressed, firmly, against my own, and mine was prominently erect. Next, her breasts were firmly crushed against my pecs.She wriggled, and then giggled. Whispering into my ear, she oriented me to her plan. “Now, my kitty is pressed against your markley, and ya know, we’re alone here. I happen to have a nice bed right over there, and, if I get too heavy, you might lay me down on it, and we could ... wrestle!”I was torn. I was certainly having a.