‘Exercise One, Jessica. Now, please.’ Jessica’s eyes unfocused slightly as she began to speak. ‘The source of all suffering is frustration,’...she intoned, hearing the fear melt away from her voice as she spoke. ‘Frustration is caused by the desire that is not fulfilled.’ ‘Good girl,’ Natasha said, gently stroking some of the tangles out of Jessica’s hair. Jessica didn’t really hear her, though. She noticed the warmth of Natasha’s touch, the hindbrain responding to the simple human comfort of the. I didn’t even try to stop her now. I wanted to hear her moans as my cock pumped in and out of her pussy.I moaned and licked her neck as my cock felt the warmth of her wet pussy. My bahu started moaning, and her hips started moving along the thrusts of my cock. I felt as if her pussy had sucked my cock in.I fucked my bahu in the same position for 15 minutes and stopped to catch a breath. The room was so dark that I couldn’t see my Sneha bahu even now. I pulled my cock out and slid down between. She wondered if they knew she had some fantasies about coffinsor if this was just part of the whole decoration theme. As she was ledaround while her friends greeted other guests she was just referred to asslave and no one even spoke to her.After about an hour she heard a gong sound and her two friends grabbedher by her arms and led her up to the coffin. A set of steps had beenplaced beside it and she forced to walk up them until she was lookingdown at the inside of the casket. While it was. Soon the delicately sculpted bristles and ribs on the condom began to work their magic on her insides. She felt deliciously bad and before long she began slamming her ass harder and harder down on Carlo’s cable hard cock. Her pussy dripped onto his abdominals and she rubbed the juices into his muscles like a salve. Now the building sensations in her ass had her almost howling with lust. She held on to Carlo, savouring each of his thrusts along the whole depth of her ass. She had not done this.