He thrust in and out stretching his balls as he did as they were stuck. When he came he pulled his balls out.They hurt like anything and I screamed in...pain.?Stand up.? I did. Now they all had whips. They were short with little knots at the end.?Reach up and hold that bar.? I did what they said. They raised the bar off the floor.?You need to be able to hold the bar til we finish. If you let go, we’ll start again from the beginning. We’re going to whip you now for a minute. You’ll be. She led me to a stairway and up the stairs to a room in the back and she showed me a box of magazines. I grabbed one and looked at it and gasped as i saw a naked woman on it, she giggled and said it was ok theat Kevin liked to look at then sometimes and i was feeling akward as my cock began to grow in my jeans. I ran out of the room and down the stairs and all the way back to my room as i walked in i saw that Kevin was putting my bed together and he had apparently moved all of my stuff into my. After getting a decent response from my first story, I’m here again with its next part. Like my first story, it is also a real experience with some edited names and some added pleasures.The last story ended at the scene where my sister had her first sex with the orchestra owner, Gopal ji. The 45 years old fucked my sister like a hungry hunter hunting for 10-15 years. That night was full of loud moans, pleasure, and semen. It was really a thrilling experience for me to saw sister getting banged. Since we came from the city and we’re not used to sleeping on the floor me and mom got the bed of hay and masi and uncle took the floor. I slept on the side of the wall and my mom to the side of the floor. Tired from the whole day I almost dozed off and woke up to strange noises.It took me some time to understand that my masi was getting fucked on the floor. I got up slightly to see what was going on but in such a way so that I don’t get noticed watching them. I saw my masi was lying on the.