She was taking quite a pounding, i thought to myself.I looked up and saw her with her tits on the ground, hands still handcuffed, getting fucked doggy...style like never before.He was giving it to her so hard that you could hear some noise where their bodies would collide.Can she be my bitch forever? he asked.No, but i can lend her to you from time to time, i smiled and replied.He smacked her ass as i said that.I could spend the entire inside this tight little pussy, he said, and pulled the. Not to brag but I can bet a crore rupees that you won’t be able to correctly guess my age if you see me.I keep my pussy clean. So if any you guys like a girl who has a bush between her legs then fuck off! I don’t care what you like.So, there I am alone in the bed fingering myself. I am doing a bad job. I feel no pleasure at all. Since the time I learned the pleasures of sex, I never felt the need to masturbate. There was always someone kind enough to make love to me.Still, I try my best,. I felt like throwing up, like dying, he must have been following us allday, there in the background photographing my every move. I closed thefile in a cold sweat looking around myself to make sure no one had seenthe pictures through the office windows. Looking back at the screen myeyes were drawn to the second attachment, labelled sweet pics, ohmygoodness what could these be? My fingers were trembling so much now,I could hardly open it, but eventually it did open and there was mywife. At first. It kept dripping out down my legs onto the carpet."You'll need these," Ty said as he handed me a box of tissues. I could see that watching me with Rex had aroused him. I thanked him and wiped cum off my face and stuffed tissues between my legs."I need to freshen up a little."I went to the bathroom and looked at myself. My hair a disaster, make up gone and my face glistened with dried cum. I looked down at the spunk running down my thighs. I sorted my face and hair put on some panties I had in.