"Share it."Sammy looked up at me shyly. "I told her that I actually came when you did that Micky." Did you honestly?" Honestly, it was the most violen... thing I'd ever seen, for some reason I just climaxed there and then." Bloody hell, I wish you'd have told me right then." Why?" she asked challengingly. "We'd only just met." What about you, Tara?" she turned to her friend. "Have you ever climaxed without actually being touched?"Tara blushed and nodded."You'll think I'm awful." No we won't, go. I’ve always wanted a woman who was seriously wild. You know, a wanton slut willing and able to do anything and everything to please me in bed. I’m not overly kinky or perverted, but my wife likes to do it in the dark, missionary style, and she always has some lame excuse when I suggest something to spice up our sex life. I don’t know how many times I’ve heard her say stuff like “Someone might see us,” “I don’t like the taste,” “that’s just gross,” “I’m not flexible enough,” or “Isn’t what we. Meanwhile, Nidhi was at home in the middle of the day after finishing all her chores. She was wondering what to do with Yashika’s situation.She didn’t detest homosexuality. The reason for her worries was what society’s reaction would be. Truth be told, she did like the time when Yashika would fuck her. Had this been just one of her friends, she would be happy giving it the name of just a curious experiment.But here it was her own daughter, and she was getting increased urges by the day. Any. I try to beg for water. But even I can’t decipher the sounds coming through the gag. The door closes, and a few seconds later the light turns off.Alone in the dark. Like before, my whole-body aches, and my eyes burn. This time it’s worse.The pain coming from my violated ass is a harsh reminder of just how she hurt me, more importantly, her cum is a reminder of how much she enjoyed it. I no longer smell oak and concrete. I can’t escape the overwhelming musky stench of her pussy. My face feels.