Then the torment was gone again.The camera caught the image as the power subsided Lara's body dropping limp her mouth coughing; her hair in her mouth ...s she gasped. The sweat was like a coat of varnish all over her body, her knees bent inwards feet wriggling like some after shock."Please!" she moaned. "I don't know what to say."The brother put his hand on the dial again"No! " She screamed. "Ok! Ok! I'm a fucking whore!"The big Yank laughed, he was still naked his hand toying with his limp. Mene unka kum pi liya bt uska taste bahut bekar tha muje ulti hone jaise hua bt hui nahi.Phir unhone aapna lund meri yoni pe rakha aur dhirhe dhire under dalne ki koshish karne lage.Me itna bada lund le hi nahi paa rahi thi aur chila rahi thi aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………………………aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………………………pls nikal do muje bahut dard ho raha hai but meri baat sunne wala koi nahi tha waha pe. Unnhone phir ek jatak diya aur puar 8 inch lund meri yoni me. I had been caned times without number by when I was twenty years of age, all as part of the game with women, but this particular whipping with a rod of hazel made me gasp with pain. After six strokes she told me to stay down as she thought four of them had not been hard enough, and I had to endure a repeat. At last she allowed me up, her cheeks flushed with enjoyment. She seemed intoxicated by what she had done, her eyes were full of light, and her voice had a strange, caressing quality. She. It was a slow and methodical movement which had been actually the event that pushed me out of my dreams. As her hand reached my tip, she rotated her hand and then it slid down to its base and the twisting motion was repeated.It was minutes that seemed like hours, as the heat inside of me rose like a pot put on for a slow boil that seems to never make it really bubble. It was teasing at its greatest. It was grandeur that kept me right at the overflowing point and at the maximum sustainable.