I fell asleep and dreamt of Daddy.The next morning my mobile phone woke me with shock. I picked up my phone, not really looking at who it was and to m... surprise it was my father. Immediately I felt humiliated. He was just ringing to see how I was and ask if I was going to visit him and my mother. My humiliation came crashing down on me. I wasn't born to serve another man's penis. How pathetic I had become. I made my excuses as I couldn't bear to talk to my father knowing what I had done. When. I will teach you how to fuck!She spanked me and was in no mood to listen. She poured some more on my ass hole and oil on her cock. The dildo. As she was wearing the heel, the cock was perfectly aligned with my ass. Then she pushed the tip. Hardly an inch or 2 went in.It was tough to enter. I screamed. Then after 10 minutes, it was going 3-inch and less and less pain. Then involuntarily, I moaned.Swati: Ab gand tera dheela ho raha. Ab nachegi tera gand.Then she pushed more, and around 4 inches. .. maybe a minute. Too narrow a window to put the attacks in order, although I’d bet a bottle of Glenfiddich it was left claw rake, right paw coming down on top of his head – virtually at the same time, then bites. One of the bites was ante-mortem, the other two post-mortem, which is why I’d bet the way I would.”“So, he was killed by a...”“By a prehistoric cave bear would be my best guess. We don’t grow bears that big anymore.”“You’re shitting me!”“No. But as that’s clearly impossible, and as. Didi boli chup kr ar yaha aa mere pair dard kr rhe hai hai daba inhe mei Darte darte unke pairo ko daba he rha tha ki mjhe didi ki laal panty niche giri hui dikhi mene didi ke niche dekha th wo bilkul nangi thi uski chut mjhe saaf dkh rahi thi mjhe chakkkar ane lage the mra lund khada hone laga tha ar ab hawas ka bhoot mjh par hawi ho rha tha aur mjhe jald se jald muth Marna tha di magazine muh pe rakh ke so rahi thi mei dhere se apna lund bhar nikal kr muth mar rha tha mann th chut chune ka.