These moans were a very low tone. Deeper mmmmaaaaaauuuuggggaaahhhh as if she was sucking the sound through her cunt, her womb, her heart, her lungs, h...r throat, her mouth. The moans were like her whole body was in raking heat pleasure. Those bastards could hear her. They could see her. Outstretched, on her back, in a passive condition, cunt dripping, in full heat, moooaaaning for cock. wanting cock so badly that she could be fucked at that moment by anybody, not just her husband, anybody, even. Waited for days, I have.''Well, if its Belinda Stourton, you need wait no longer, 'cos I'm here, and it's me afternoon off.'She smiled and reflexively adjusted the fit of her breasts in her new brassiere by holding it with her hands while she wriggled her body inside. Tom found the movement brief but interesting. More to the point, the unruly part of him whose true purpose he had only recently discovered found it interesting, too. The thought entered his head that Belinda's breasts looked. Vo apna pura kapda utar ke mere pass aai thi maine uske boobs ko daban shuru mar diya vo aahe bharne lagi.Maine uska boobs suck krne lga aur uske pure body ko lick krne lga vo pagal so hui thi phir usne mere lund ko hilana shuru kr diya aur. Chhosne bhi lagi maine usko mera tatte chatne ko bola vo chatne lgi mai pagal sa ho rha tha aur. Aur phir him 69 position me a gye maine uske choot me apni jeeb cal di vo to bilkul pagal so hi rhi thi. Kehne lagi apni randi ko chodd do aab aur phir humne. Naturally heraped me then I was trussed up, and with my head covered again I wastaken to some other place. I could tell I was entering a city becausethe noises were familiar to me. At one stage I heard an electric trainand recognised it for the distinctive metallic whine of a London tubetrain. Nobody can live in London for long and not learn to recognise thedistinctive motor whine of the Metro-Cammel rolling stock. Once thatidentified itself to me I quickly recognised other sounds like.