My balls made a slapping sound against her thigh as I fucked her furiously. Her body went berserk, her hands spasmodically clutching backwards at me a... if to pull me into her harder. Hair covered her face. I could only see her open mouth, full of blonde strands mixed with spit and sweat. I flattened her on the edge of the bed and lay on top of her, banging her from behind as we bounced the bed. The headboard struck against the wall with a "thump, thump, thump" as I felt myself about to cum. She. But what Mark soon realized was the big story wasn't going to come to him.He was going to have to go after it. Unless there was a major governmentscandal locally or some sort of disaster, he was never going to draw enoughnational attention to his journalistic skills that could land him areporting job at a big-city newspaper.Today, Mark was feeling a little run down. Just finishing a weekend of citydesk duty, he really wasn't looking forward to another Monday morningchasing fires and robberies. )Main bhi bina ankh khole peeth ke bal ho gai , fir wo mere boobs sehlane laga. Main bata dun main sote samay bhi salwar kameej pehnti hun lekin dheeli wali.Fir wo thoda neeche aya aur meri kameej me hath dalne laga aur mere pet sehlane laga. Mujhe bahut hi maza aaraha tha aur main dheere-2 garam ho rahi thi. Usne dheere se kammej ke andar se hi meri bra me hath dalne laga.Meri bar tigh thi to haad nahi gaya. Wo fir neeje meri nabhi pe paas sehlane laga. Aur mere salwar ka nada kheechne laga. Tears flooded her eyes with the pain of the tape's removal but compared to the damage inflicted to my hand, I felt little sympathy. She eventually forced the wadding out with her tongue and swore at me."Bastard! That fucking well hurt." Good. It serves you right after this morning's little escapade." Go to hell." Keep a civil tongue in your head or I'll put this back in," I threatened, picking up the cloth gag and searching around for the roll of duct tape.She fell mute and my relief was.