I must say, that camping trip was a unique and excruciating experience. We are not talking about an itty bitty brand. We are talking about a cattle br...nd the size of a woman's pubic bush heated red hot in real fire.The branding of the cunt's cunt was the culminating act of three days in captivity, the endless gang bang/circle jerk while responsible adults went about their business of guiding without leading or resorting to discipline, which worked about as well as it had for Jenny, only the. When he heard that same soft voice, he jerked awake, scrambling to sit.He heard the woman laugh as she talked to others outside his door. They stood to the side of the opening where he couldn't see them. Clay felt the compassion in her words as she spoke. Who was she though, why didn't she see if he needed anything, he wondered as the door opened all the way."Oh, it's you," Clay said as Shelby walked in."Thanks, it's good to see you too, Clay," she smiled."Who is she? The woman with the soft. Wo or jor se aahe bharne lagi.Maine fir uski panty ko keench k panty uske choot k lips k beecho beech krr di and fir uske choot k lips ko sehlaane laga. Vo apne baal khinch rahi thi. Uske baad usne mjhe poora nanga hon eko bola. maine b apni jeans utar di and fir underwear me aa gaya. vo uth k bethi and mere khade lund ko underwear k upar se dabaya and mjhse bola k tera lund bahar aana chahta h, bahar nikal do isko? maine haan bola to uske meri under wear b utar di. mera lund fun k bahar aa. A little coaxing and she admitted it was when I made her eat the cum I had left on her face. "Why did you like that so much?" I felt pretty nasty when I did it." Shelly replied."Would you like to explore your sexuality a little more tonight?" "Yes." she said succinctly I left to get a brown paper bag with ropes in the car, each with one end looped so I could easily knot and unknot them. When I returned I asked if she had ever been tied up."No, although a friend handcuffed me once." I could tell.