She bent down her head …tears started rolling down her eyes…”i am sorry sir, I not a happy woman..i am living a life of animal..I work hard like...donkey here and when i go homeI don’t have peace of mind to have dinner also….as soon as my husband comes home, my husnbad pulls me to bed room…lifts my saree…pulls down my petticoat hard without even untying it…then with his hands, he slaps on my thighs…and on my hips…to some extent i can control all these but too much of this kind hurt a lot…he even. He slowed his pace even more, but made sure that he was driving in his full length each time. He hoped that he could give her the grand mal of orgasms."Oh god Tommy, quit teasing me," she gasped. "God, I can't breathe. Oh fuck me, fuck me, faster, faster." She looked up him and he was grinning at her, but he speeded up his pace. "Oh yes, oh yesss, OOOOOHHHH!"He started to feel his own climax and he speeded up even more.'OH YES, OH YES, OH MY GOD YES!" Her body was jumping as she pushed her. Rather modest, but extraordinarily form fitting. And her Big Blue Eyes were glistening and looking straight at me.All I could do was sing:“Love comes and goes away,You’re hurtin’ bad tonight.Oh love comes and goes away... I’m older—- ain’t I always led you right?”I walked up to her and sang in her face, then the room emptied in my head and I grabbed her and really kissed the stuffing out of her.The group of people, including the guys, and Jeff, were all crying and oohing and awing, and. " Very funny," Leo responded, "You're a tart in a brothel and fucking you is fair game for anyone. You can't hang your cunt out with a for sale sign on it and then say no."Jacqui then found her mouth stopped with someone kissing her and someone else was fingering her body under her dress. Another hand was rubbing one tit rather roughly and it all seemed too much to take in, let alone fight.Her last coherent thought for a while was, 'How did I get this drunk?'Then it was just hands everywhere.