Or unhone apni age 29 batai. Aise hi kuch din hamari baatein chali or hum ache frnds bangai.1 din mene unhe janmuj kar 1 nonveg msg bhja or wo rply me...1 naughty si smile pas ki me samj chuka tha k teer nishane par laga hai. Or fir mene 2/3 or msg kia to unhone samne se pucha k kya huwa aj me kafi mood me hu meine han kahan or unhone mujhai bola k raat ko baat karenge or wo offline hogai.Me raat ka besabri se intezar karne laga kareeb 11 baje wo online aai or unhone hi kaha mene bhi rply dia fir. "Six" You reply; and my other hand comes up and slaps your unsuspecting cunt with a loud smack!"Five" I demand, repeating the tortuous process"Five" You reply. Smack!All the way down to one; and then thinking it's over; you beg me to cum. You really sound sincere and I almost give in. I love when you cum!"Six" I start again with your other nipple now"Six" You reply; Smack! Wishing you never asked me to pay more attention to your tits!And as we again work our way deviously down to one I cannot. I realize I am in danger , and I fight back the panic that I can feel growing in my chest .Slowly I try to move again , I can feel cold metal chains against my skin . My arms are above my head , but they are not what holds my weight , I can move them just slightly without having to struggle against my own weight . I can feel chains around my shoulders and my chest , can feel the tightness around each breast . I can feel them around each thigh , and around my crotch , my legs are pulled open so. I smiled. “Nice to meet you. Buck Kelly!” I said. “Tammy!!! Move you big ass over here.” He yelled. I turned my head toward the open gate. “I’m coming Dougie.” Said a female voice. “My lovely wife.” Said Doug. My mouth fell open. In came Doug’s wife. She was about 5ft 6 with long curvy legs. She was barefoot and very pregnant. She was wearing a tight pair of denim shorts, that were unbuttoned and pulled down in front. Her pregnant belly fell over the front of her shorts. Just a.