Any torture was far preferable to the ultimate separation of one’s head from one’s body.She heard the captors chattering about their next step and...she sensed they were as undecided as she was about which direction they would likely take.Before they removed her hood and took off her bindings, she felt them fit a metal chain to one leg and attach it to a metal rod in the center of the room. When they took off her hood, she saw the metal rod was similar to a dance pole in the girlie bars back home. They found a table with four chairs waiting for them in a corner. Dread pulled a chair back for Emma, and she sat down. The two men sat on either side of her.A waiter appeared out of the duskiness. “What can I get you all?”Emma answered “Jack Daniels...a double.” Dread had the same, and Pete ordered Jose Cuervo Gold.As soon as the waiter disappeared towards the bar, another male patron walked to their table. “Excuse me gentlemen! Would you mind if I dance with your date?”“She’s free to make her. . aur jor jor se uski BUR ke andar bahar hone laga. Mera lund supade thak bahar aajatha tho sangeetha apni kamr uthathi aur mein phir dhakka deta. Like this we continued for 15 – 20 minutes and I was on the verge of discharge. “Beti I am finished …mein jhadne wala hoon… ander jhad jaon… ya…” I stopped my stroke and looked into her eyes. Oh! Papa… come in me.. I want your warm semen in my oozig pussy … fill it it… oaaaahhhhsss….aaah” and I felt her sprinkling on my dick and I also released my. We both sat down on the end of the bed and scooted up and laydown and continued to kiss. Her hands began to roam over my body, cupping my breasts through my sweatshirt. I was actually pushing my body against her, eager, needing, desiring to feel more of her touch. I was so wet, I couldn't imagine what it looked like at this time since I had never felt so aroused, so wet, in my entire life. My core was on fire. I pressed up against her, my hands roaming along her body, touching her ass,.