Humari bajuwali aunty unka naam vandana gupta jo ki ek bihari aurat thi unhone maa ko bola ki tum doosri shaadi karlo tumhari aur tumhare bacche ki zi...dagi acchi ho jayegi.to maa boli ki mere pati ki maut abhi abhi hui hai aur hamare isme pati ki maut hone ke baad doosri shaadi karoongi toh mere samaj mein meri kya izzat rahegi.mujhe is samaj mein muh dikhane ki nahi rahoongi toh gupta aunty boli ki koi baat nahi. 1 saal hone ke baad humara ghar bank walo ne seal karliya kyunki emi na bharne. The black bastard knew for sure of my arousal; then he plunged two fingers in my sloppy wet cunt and began working me over very vigorously. The first signs for him that I was enjoying what was taking place, was my hard efforts to swallow his entire cock as well as the increase in tonguing the head of his cock whenever I got the opportunity.All of a sudden, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed his cock to the back of my throat just seconds before he released a huge load of his cum…Watching. This was in the early 1980s when the technology was still primitive. But this new place had the newest technology. Big screens showing 100 or more porn movies that a customer could review by pushing some buttons. And every booth had glass windows that a customer could choose to activate - only if he wanted to - and if you and the guy in the next booth both wanted to activate the window, you could watch each other through the glass. The holes were replaced by a thick slot at the bottom of the. Do I make myself clear?”, he pronounced the words slowly.His older slave gulped and shook her head the little her tied pony allowed her.“Who are you?”“I am master’s slave, I only live to serve his cock.” She answered quickly.Khalim waved his hands and the queen fell to the floor. Her master admired his work, wide bands of red welts covered her back and her large breasts, her nipples swollen from the abuse.He extended his foot and Kailya automatically kissed it, pleading repeatedly for mercy.The.