Pitaji ne sidhe hi lund ghused diya, mousi moin karne lagi, lekin pitaji ke kaatne pe uski chikh nikal rahi thi, pitaji ne berahmi se uske boobs ko ka...ta tha. Mousi rone lagi dard se aur pitaji ne uski chudayee kar di, chudayee se dard nahi hua tha bus kaatne se hua tha, fir 15 min baad hi pitaji ne mousi ke naa karne ke bawzood apna lund chuswana suru kiya aur bitch bitch mein unke boobs ko jor jor se daba ki chikhein nikalwati rahe. Fir se mousi ki chudayee ki, aur wo moin kar rahi thi.Agle. Heathcoate himself was the muscle behind the operation. One glance at the giant press with its central screw and plates and the long rod Master Merle inserted for additional leverage was sufficient to explain his overdeveloped shoulders and arms. Printing was man’s work. Each sheet was impressed separately, but with clever typesetting and layout a sheet could carry eight pages of text. Master Heathcoate passed the printed sheets to be cut and sewn into signatures for binding by a worker in fine. "I can smell..." Then Ipaused, suddenly thankful that it was Mary's perfume I was smellingrather than the bathroom.As amazing as it was, I was now wearing Mary's body like a suit. No, Iwas wearing her body as though it was my own. I was possessing Mary andwas now in complete control of her body. And though I could still feelher in here with me, but she'd been pushed into the back seat for thetime being.For a moment, I just remained where I was, taking in the simplesensations of breathing. He tied the leash to the cross before spreading my legs and strapping my ankles to each side of the cross. He then unlocked the handcuffs and strapped my wrists to the cross. I was now spread eagled before him. He removed the leash from my collar and then raised the cross until it was at a level that gave him full access to my body.He went back to the bench and returned holding a clamp in his hand. He held it before me examining the jagged teeth. He then took my left nipple in his other hand. I.