NO condoms, and they didn’t fucking care, not one of them. There were times where I was sure... I hope this isn’t too bad... but there’s no othe... way to describe it... there were times these three men were r****g me. Once one of them actually uttered that word, I lost it. I was in a daze and took anything and everything they wanted. I was a married sissy faggot slut, and they were going to make sure I knew it. I got two loads out of each of them, one down my throat from each MAN, and one in my. . Ratme pls me subha nehi karti pls.. Mene ek baar pls.. Bahut jidd kiya fir Jake Mani. Phir har jagah kiss kiya. Boobs ko Chuss ne laga.. Maa lambi lambi sanse lerahi thi.. Unka daban pura garam tha. Me ek ungli maa ke chut me dalke hila raha tha. Maa ki chut chikna ho gaya tha. Maa siskaria le rahi thi. Maa kehne lagi aur na tadpao Jay pls daldo andr. Me kaha itni jaldi dalne wala tha.. Maa tadap rahi thi.. Me kiss kar ke Lamar take aaya aur sehlane laga. Maa ek dam kamp ne lagi.Fir chut ko. He turned to say “you bet” then turned focus back. At this point I felt it only right that I could take some ease into the situation, after all that my cock via my husband which was in her mouth. So I came from the bottom of the bed kissing my way up her legs. I paused, my face breathing warm breaths just over her pussy. It was then my husband pressed my face into her, a task that wasn’t very difficult to perform. Jane wrapped her legs around me which to me was the green light so I wasted no. ”Her embarrassment mounted, this man who had stolen her kisses, her blood… her life, and he stood impassively as if nothing had occurred between them.“What am I to you?” Caitlin blurted, “Why do I matter so little? But not little enough to be free? I only want to go home.”“Impossible,” he uttered, almost harshly, then muted his tone, “It’s impossible, you know too much to be free. It is my fault, I admit.”Caitlin took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders. “Then it’s best you use that blade of.