Waise jo ladies mere lund ki mahima ko khud practically mehsoos kerna chahti haii wo mujhe mail ker sakti hai ya call kersakti hai, but i prefer calls... kyu ki phone per yakeen aur dosti dono ache se panapte hain. Aur kuch sharmili ladies bhi hain jo call ker ke bass chup ho jaati hain mai unhe bta dena chahta hu ke yaar sharmaane se kuch nhi milta, ager apni bhawanao ko mujhe nhi btaogi toh fir mera lund kaise le pogi, trasti rehjaogi fir..aur choot maikitni deer ungli kerti rahogi choot mai. Misunderstanding, the two species have since become friends. This time we return to a known situation in which that status clearly still prevails." And it's a friendship that we don't want to needlessly place at risk," added Meiersdottir. "Our relations with the Edenites are still at a fairly delicate stage, and it's my opinion—our opinion, my fellow scientists and myself—that our return must openly display the level of friendship we've established. Even an initial showing of distrust, a. Normally I would go over around 2 PM and spend time with Cindy, sometimes just relaxing, sometimes watching tv or movies, and a lot of the time fucking. Then around 5 or 5:30 Tom would get home and we would either fuck or eat dinner, then spend the rest of the night in bed.After a few minutes of pounding my ass, Tom began to cum in my ass. He left his cock there for a few minutes until it was completely soft and Cindy had cum in my face. Then he pulled out and she got up. "We've got a surprise. Sitting up, Ididn't see Mistress's hands moving toward my throat until it was toolate. I panicked for a moment until she hushed me. When her handsmoved, I felt something around my throat. Looking down, I saw a tinylittle cowbell hanging above and between my breasts. I looked atMistress, confused."Don't you like your collar, pet?" She smiled at me then kissed mycheek. "I want you to wear it while we're out so that everyone knowsyou're mine." With that, she helped me to my feet and back to.