I don’t know how to explain that feeling. I then removed her sari pallu. Her rockets were pleading to come out. I squeezed it with both my hands. Sh... started moaning. Then I removed her blouse hooks and removedher blouse. She wore a white beautiful designed bra. Her beautiful globes for asking me to drink I removed her bra hooks in no time and saw her big boobs. I can’t believe my eyes. I watched lots of porn movies but that was the first time in my life that I saw a boob in front of me. I was. And all thosepictures of bound up tortured and murdered victims I've seen in magazines andon the television. Just like me, did they lay there bound up and hoping againsthope that they weren't going to die, but too paralyzed by fright to put upany resistance. Did they too scream with forlorn despair and dread every timetheir tormentor approached. They're almost always female. God, the boots onthe other foot now, I'm the weak, passive, helpless victim now and I now understoodexactly the terror. His erect penis kept swaying under the cruel blows as he whimpered his protests. I tugged his balls a few times more as I administered the hairbrush on his dick. I let the hairbrush slide to the floor as I grabbed his balls with one hand and dick with the other and started tugging. He screamed as I laid a resounding slap on his torso with my palm out, releasing his balls in the process. I continued the tugging as I slapped his ass a couple of times and finally, without a break, took his dick in. I ran the tip of my tongue down between her inner lips, and coated it with her sweetish, tangy juices, spreading them on my tongue so I could experience her flavour, but she was oozing more than I could swallow. I probed the opening of her pussy, ever so gently, tasting the core of Lauren’s womanhood, and then I worked my tongue back up, to gently brush her clitoris. My attentions to Lauren’s pussy were bringing soft moans from her, but she flinched when my tongue made contact with her clit,.