Just as I heard Anne moaning in orgasm in my dream, and visualized Rick's balls tightening and shooting their load into Anne's convulsing cunt, a pier...ing sound returned me to consciousness. It was the phone.In an almost Pavlovian manner, I sat up in bed on the first ring. With the second ring, I regained my orientation. The third ring brought a tingling sensation to my testicles and nipples. The fourth ring triggered another eruption from my dick. Then there was only silence as my semen pooled. Perhaps it’s because I’m newly sensitized, but this cruelty feels worse than the torture phase from the Cum Race. Or perhaps it’s because rather than being a stimulation that can instantly disappear, this torture is triggered by real harm. The sheer size of the two cocks is stuffing them tight against my inner walls, where I can feel the paste already burning inexorably away my intimate flesh.I’m bucking wildly in an instinctive futile effort to escape the agony, my back curved into an. Ek time ki baat hai jab hum sab bohut chote the. Us time parul didi bhi zyada badi nahi thi lagbhag 8-9 class mai hongi.Hum sabhi bache khel rhe the hamare ghar ki chat ke kamre mai. Wo chat par ek hi kamra tha aur hum sath bhai behen usi kamre mai sath sote the.Dopahar ka time tha. Us din bas mai aur parul ghar the. Parul boli chalo akku(didi mujhe pyar se akku bulati thi) kuch khelte hai maine poocha lya khele didi bus hum do hi to hai yaha wo boli mere paas ek game hai tu khelega? Maine kha. .” I hesitated but I knew I wanted it.As soon as I moved to touch it, he tightened his hold to pull me even closer. His huge swollen cock now so close to me, throbbing with excitement.I hesitantly put my hand around it, just barely able to grip his whole girth. It was massive and hot in my hand. Just touching it made me incredibly aroused and I let out a moan as he continued to jerk me with increased vigor.I wanted to see if I could make him feel good too and started to slowly jerk him.“Ah...