Maine utsukta bhari najron se bhabi ko dilasa di our kaha apka sewak hajir hai hukm meri aaka bhabi khush thi mujhe gale se lagaya aur boli mere pati ...anoge maine kaha bhai ka kya hoga woBoli unhone to bahar hi maal giraya hai gahrai to kabhi napi hi nahi tum meri pyas bhujao warna mere saath chedchad ke julm me bhaise pitwa dungi maine kaha gaand mat phado jo karna hai karlo mai to sewak hon hukm do to bas ab intjaar mat karwao meri pyas bhujao jo hukm mere aka abmaine bhaibi ko chumna shuru. "Thats it you whore", shouted Jim, " scream like the slut you are." Clint forced Sharon's face into the bed, which stifled her screams. Jim slapped her arse a few more times, but by now the pain was less intense as Tits arse became de-sensitised. Clint roughly grabbed Sharon's tits and squoze them. This caused Sharon's pain levels to rise again, but somehow, perversely Tits was beggining to enjoy the pain. By now, Jim had stopped spanking Sharon and was roughly pushing his large fingers deep. They understood the need for sharing everyone equally ... and the need to include everyone as soon as possible. Besides, Bill was such a dreamy guy, such a stud who had already sired six kids and put a seventh bun in the oven recently with Bethany ... that was sexy as hell. Getting fucked by Bill ... about damn time, and she wasn't going to let up until he fucked her good and hard ... and as long as she could make do it. She wanted her shower's worth, thank you very much."Oh, damn it, Helen .... He must have fallenasleep, he supposed. But there didn?t seem to be any sign of his nighttime companions. Perhaps he really had just dreamed it, he thought ?until the realisation dawned that he was still handcuffed to the bed. Sothat part at least was real!He shook the chains attached to the bed posts, but they seemed verysecurely fastened. "Hey," he called out, "let me the fuck out of thesecuffs!"Or rather, he tried to.All that came out of his throat was a breath of air ? there was nosubstance.