He stopped his assault and I groaned my frustration."Don't what, Kitty?"I shook my head, refusing to answer."Dammit Kitty, look at me!"I looked down a... him, moaning when he licked my juices from his lips."Answer me."I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before answering."Don't stop."Those two words set him off. He shoved his entire face into my pussy, moaning into my wetness. I cried out, spreading my legs wider, pumping my hips harder. He shoved two fingers into my greedy hole, pumping them. Kumar puts his hand in herNavel and caressing. Suddenly driver applied brake he push the saree and petticoat for grip. But that makes her to show her wet panty to all.When we reach town.We all get down from the bus.We four talk to each other and started walking.The bus conductor ask me what was the rate you pay for the bitch.me: rs 1000 per hour.Conductor: the one who wants to fuck real bitch can fuck that lady.We reached hospital.Vijay:come on my darling. Any problem.Mom: yes doctor i have. I could not hold it in much more neither, only a few more strokes. I could hear my wife filling up my colleagues coffee cup on the other side of the wall as I was pumping Rachel full with my load. I knew that Rachel could orgasm quietly, I had seen it twice. Now I had to stay quiet as well, even though I wanted to scream as my semen was pumping out into Rachel. I held one of my hands on Rachels belly, and there were movements in there as we orgasmed together. It excited me even more. When I. I was usually the one bound in a bent-over position with legs spread wide, wrists bound in front, waist secured, for a strapping or caning while Donna the maid watched. Donna enjoyed watching Mistress wield the whippy striating rattan instrument across my helpless bared bottom. My attempts to twist and writhe against my restraints as I received the cane always excited her. I saw it in her eyes as she stood before me with arms folded and a saucy expression on her face. My involuntary shouts.