Or phir usne maa ki tango ko upper hawa main uttha diya or baba nay tango ko pakad liya. Isse maa ki phuli hui choot dono tango ke bich sikud gai or p...ir dinesh nay apna mota lund om ki choot per sata diya. Abhi bhi maa ki chhot bahut tight thi.or badi muskil say dinesh nay apna lund choot main pela lund maa ki choot ki khal ko jakad te hue ander ghus raha tha.or mom bhi choot ko tight kar rahi thi lekin ak hi tagde jhatke main pura lauda maa ki choot main ghus gaya.or phir dinesh nai lund. "Use this once we get into the car." He herded her down the corridor. The white walls were silent. The building was deserted. The cube farms had no one in them. "Just how many people are sick?" she asked. "All of them," he answered matter-of-factly. "Oh," she said. The elevator ride was surreal; an old Britney Spears song turned to Muzak played in the background. The carport had only five vehicles in it. "The others belong to the guards," he explained. They got into his car, an old brown ford. "When you play with yourself and think about animals--what kind do you imagine?" Oh, different kinds," Veronica said. "Dogs, sometimes--big dogs. Great Danes and shepherds and Dobermans. I pretend that I'm letting a dog fuck me or--" she paused and looked wicked, "--or sometimes I make believe I'm giving a dog a blow-job." Ooooooh," Linda whispered. "That is naughty!"And sometimes I have wilder fantasies too," Veronica went on. "Like I might imagine that I'm being raped by a lion or a tiger,. And she thought this moment could not be too far away, seeing the state Sven was in.That the client had left her and her beautiful body unharmed, was a bit surprising perhaps, but not in view of the Master's role tonight. Sven was clearly the slave and he had to be subdued and he was the one suffering. Mireille was only an observer, who had to be taught a lesson in 'Mastership'. That did not require her to suffer too, even though she felt Sven's suffering in all her veins, holding him in her.