Isse uske chooche ka kafi bada bhag ladke ko dikh rha tha.Uska lund uski pant ke sath jung lad rha tha.Ye sb usko sapne jaisa lag rha tha aur bechara ...haram ke maare apna lund bhu adjust nhi kar pa rha.Saari ladkiyan gaadi ke andar bethkar has rhi thi.Phir prachi ne bola-“bhaiya purse toh nhi milla humare aur paise bhi nhi h toh ab kya kaare”.Ladka kya bolta – kuch nhi hota madam chodo.Prachi boli-“are aise kaise main aapko paise nhi de skti toh kuch jaroor dungi.Ek baat batao aapne meri jaisi. She felt herself breaking into a sweat as she thought about the episode the other night. Jay had kissed her all over her body, and he had put his tongue in places where he had never even touched her before. And she had held it-his... cock. It had felt so strong and hard. She found her pussy moistening at the thought of Jay's prick. She wondered if lots of women liked to hold and pet their husband's cocks. Did Mrs. Wells ever stroke the professor's cock that way. She wondered what the. As my Mistress and her friends left the room laughing she said to me "clean yourself up whore and get ready to serve tea, the afternoon is just beginning".My Mistress and her friends sat in the living room chatting and laughing as I cleaned myself up, wiping the lube from my sore engorged asshole I heard my Mistress call me. I went to her immediately kneeling at her feet. My Mistress ordered me to sread my legs, I spread them as far as I was able fearing I was about to be punished, possibly. ‘Hello?’ Jane spoke through my voice. ‘Molly?’ Without answering, my head turned to the four staring sisters, and I felt my lips form the silent word ‘Molly?’ toward them. Of course! She didn’t know her own name! None of them had used it since the spell had been cast. Jill and Jan nodded furiously. ‘Molly?’ the voice on the phone said again into the silence. ‘Herman?’ Jane cried. ‘Herman, is that you?’ ‘Molly, I can’t believe it! This whole meeting I was suppose to have seems to have been some.