‘Mmmm! My husband used to make me do that. It was all he wanted. And nos ex. The selfish bastard. I didn’t use to enjoy it and stopped doing it fo... him,’ she licked it, bathing it in her saliva. ‘Tell me to stop if you don’t like it.’ ‘I love it,’ he rasped huskily. ‘Please don’t stop!’ She moaned and ran her tongue all over his shaft, tongue stroking and lapping it like a tasty, chocolate lolly. She was shivering and groaning deep in her chest as she tortured him with the heat of her tongue.. Well you still didn’t make me cum. By rights you’re supposed to my slave. But to show you what a nice person I am – pick a number between 10 and 20. Go ahead. Pick one.”“What?”“I said pick a fucking number. Pick one.”“Ten.”“Are you sure you want 10? Go ahead and take 20.”“What the fuck is this 10 and 20 shit?”“Just take a fucking number asshole.”“I said 10. That’s my final fucking answer. Ten. T-E-N. Ten.”“OK, it’s 10. But don’t say later that I didn’t try to get you take 20. You just gave. Isn’t that like medical endangerment or something? Just let me go instead.’ I pulled on my bounds, hoping something would snap or break.Miranda got a plastic syringe and a brown flask from the bedside table. She unscrewed the lid and put the tip of the syringe inside to suck the drug into the plastic.‘Why?’ I asked. ‘Why are your doing this? How is this going to help you get back together with Nick? Like...I... Is that what you want? Let me go and I’ll promise to break-up with Nick, I mean he’s. Maine usko ignore karne parul ki choot mein fingering start kar diya, parul ney kaha, harami yahin aa gaya aur meri choot par hi nazre gaday rakhha hai, maine kaha teri khwahish bhi to yahi thi, parul boli, chutiya khali dykhega ya kuch karega bhi.Main parul ki choot ko rub kar raha tha ki parul side face karke use dekhne lagi, aur wo uski choot ko dekh kar apna lund hila raha tha, usne jaise hi dekha ki parul use dekh rahi hai wo jhat se apna lund andar kar liya fir shayad parul ney kuch.