5 gora and mast h per deepak ka lund mujh se bhi mast tha. tabhi deepak ne poochha kee meri biwi k paon k taste kaisa laga. mene kaha bahut tasty h te...i biwi k paon. tabhi shalini m mujhe kaha kee wo appne paon.Alag position m chuswaye gi tabhi us n appne paon deepak k lund k pass le gayi aur mujhe paon chusne ko kaha us ne appne pati k lund per appne paon ka paon ko aughutha ragra aur pre cum wala anghutha mere mooh m daal kar chuswaya. us k lund ko dono paon k sole m ragar kar mujhe se appne. I couldn’t scream, moan or stop him. I begged him in low voice to stop. The more I begged, the faster his fingers explored my pussy hole.My legs were shaking and I tried my best to hold the breath. He was purposely having a long conversation with him. I couldn’t take it anymore. I begged him, “Master, I will do anything you say. Please don’t tease.”“Are you sure?” Master asked me in a strong voice. I replied “Yes. Anything you say.” Immediately he let go of me and bid bye to room service. I sat. Men who wuz just plain galoots wuz stoppin’ askin’ for work even when it wuz plain I didn’t have no use for them. They wuz shore eyein’ the women though an’ like I said before I knew they wuz up to no good. I had a bad feelin’ I wuz gonna regret moving here. I decided to call a meeting of the wives to discuss security.“I think we are going to have trouble here before long with all the saddle tramps comin’ by and eyein’ you women. Somebody’s liable to get hurt if we don’t do some plannin’ before. He unholstered his revolver and was at the ready as he pointed at the enraged group of men as they drove forward.Gunshots erupted from both sides. French were firing their deadly Lebel Rifles at the Fon soldiers. These bolt action rifles, capable of holding eight rounds, were so good that it became the standard rifle of the Great War almost twenty years later. The Dahomey soldiers and warriors fired and charged at the enemy. They came in, firing their guns from the hip at the French soldiers..