To boli, “Unka chota hai aur unka jaldi bhi nikal jata hai. Phir woh ungli dal ke nikalte hai mera. Kabhi kabhar baingan bhi dalte hai bade wala.”...hir usne lund ki skin piche kari aur tope pe jibhe lagayi. Thoda thoda pani laga hua tha lund pe. Usne pura chat diya aur phir lund ko muh main liya. Maine balo se pakad ke gale tak lund ander dal diya. Phir tango ke bich main muh le gayi aur lund ball ko chatne lagi.Phir pure tatte muh mein dal diya aur chusne lagi. Woh puri pagal ho rahi thi uss. I came up with a plan: Get her top off, play with her tits a bit, tie her hands up, take off her pants, tie her legs up making sure they are apart, make her cum, fuck her. I'll admit I stole this from some porno bondage mags I had.And I had no clue what I was doing other than what I could get from those pictures.But I convinced myself that this was a great plan.In fact, my my cock got hard and I ended up masturbating by the time I was finished with my plan.In thinking things through, I saw. Mistress was aware of this fact, Nina was aware of it (Ouch!), and there was no reason to question Mr Tick's state of knowledge."Spare Yourself the torture. You will eventually tell us anyway."He spoke calmly to Mistress, but loudly enough for Nina to understand. The way he emphasised the word "torture" made the slavegirl groan. She had no clear view onto her Mistress' face, but the beautiful woman seemed to hiss something into his face.The Leader only shrug his shoulders."Ready when You are,. Then, for the first time, I tasted the sweetly tart moistness that flowed from between your legs. Moaning with my first taste, you arched your back and put your hands to the back of my head, urging me on. I flicked my tongue, experimentally, trying to find your most sensitive areas. Soon, my licking became lapping and probing. Then I found myself sucking and nibbling, my teeth lightly nipping at your delicate parts. You moaned continuously, pushing my head into you, your body undulating.