If the pictures hadn't aroused me, his cock sure would have. It was just a little longer than mine, probably nine inches, and straight as an arrow wit... a sort of heart-shaped head. It looked nice and thick and right then and there I decided to go for broke and see if I could make the twice in a row bit. The k** was reluctant apparently to put it through the hole so I could get at it and when I stuck mine through the hole he just gave it a friendly pat. I pulled back when he whispered, "Turn. . .. Bilkul jwala mukhi .. .Ssh .. .. Jitna naram utna hi geela .. .. Puri jannat hai .. .Ssshhh .. .. .. Hhhhmm .. .. .Fir to wo apne hath didi ke kamar ke do taraf support dekar ahiste ahiste dhakkka dene laga. Maine dekha didi ke ankho se ansu bahe ja rahe the, aur uski choot se jab yash ki lund bahar nikli to, lal rang ka khoon laga hua tha. Didi chilla chilla kar yash ke dhakke ka samna kar rahi thee.Dusri or acp meri maa ko chodkar uske upar hi leta tha, aur mummy pade huye apni. "We'll have to do something about your bathroom breaks. Do you have a metal bowl, like a big salad bowl at home?" No, why?" she wrote puzzled at the strange question."You will need to go to the thrift store or the second-hand store and get a used one then. Make sure it's a metal bowl and good sized," he wrote."Why, Sir, if I may ask?" Because it is going to be your potty bowl. Whenever we are in a private session and you have to go, I want you to use the bowl so you don't have to run off and. Back down to her thighs and then back up again. Over andover, the flogger struck her in a different way each time, until Cassie wasno longer weeping. Now she was moaning at the strange confluence of pain, pleasureand arousal. The pain was becoming too much, but she didn't want it to end. Finally, sweating and tired, Melanie stopped. Cassie groaned both in disappointmentand relief. After a few moments, Melanie turned the young woman over on herback, enjoying the grimace of pain as the sheets.