‘You are mine forever, Belle.’ ‘Yes sir,’ I whimpered painfully, my mind still spinning. William spread my sore thighs, teasing my exposed sli... with two casual fingers. Pushing them into me, he spread me wide and touched my core, making me cry out and greedily buck my hips against him. ‘Every part of you belongs to me, doesn’t it, Belle?’ ‘Oh, yes, sir,’ I breathed, grasping the covers of the bed for traction. ‘Good girl,’ he smiled, as he began to… …shake me. The man in the seat next to me. .as well as a lame sex life. Being a good neighbor, I'd help her out when she needed it (usually lifting or moving heavy stuff...one of the few things us guys are good for ) and we became more comfortable with each other and sometimes just hung out on our shared front porch and talked or had a few drinks together. Since my bedroom and bathroom was below hers, I also occasionally had the pleasure of overhearing the erotic sounds of her masturbating. Naturally, my cock responded to the sounds of. Celia was a very copious milk-producer too and she loved it whenever Philip came to make love to her and would suckled her tits for her. Celia sometimes produced so much mother's milk that if she didn't get Philip to relieve the quantity for her, she had to actually use a breast pump to get relief from the pressure on her nipples and tits.Philip called Celia up and arranged to have her meet him at a nearby hotel in about an hour. He quickly closed out his business there in his office for the. Shweta : You mother-fucker, cant you stay away from my cunt for one night. I am yet not done and you are here to fuck my pleasure.She grabbed him with his hair and brought near me.Shweta : You ass-hole, lick his dick, come-on do it. You are no good yourselves. Atleast make yourself useful here.Rishabh, as if waiting for this opportunity, grab hold of my cock and took it in my mouth. Shweta turned jealous.Shweta : Bhosdike, poora chaat lega toh mere liye kya bachega (Asshole, If you lick it full.