Usko dard hua par chila nahi pai. 2-3 second ruk ke maine wapas jor lgaya. Thoda aur andar gaya. 2-3 min aese hi karte karte pura dick andar chala gay.... Main wese hi uske upar soya raha. Woh shant hui.Fir maine hath uske muh se hataya aur bola, “Tu meri hai Jaan. Main hi tujhe pyar karunga.”Deepika: Mat karo, jiju. Dard ho raha hai.Main: Thoda hi hoga. Ab ruk ja aise hi, fir wapas start krungaFir thodi der baad maine dick ko andar bahar karna start kiya. Usko dard ho raha tha. Par ab woh chila. He moved me down onto the floor, on my hands and knees then pushed my head and shoulders down keeping my ass high. My hands were down between my legs, playing with my clit, making myself wet and he used this mixed with some baby oil to lubricate my ass in preparation for him entering me. He slipped first one finger…then two inside me, stretching me in preparation for his cock.At this point, he was still fully dressed – he did this to remove that last layer of protection from me leaving me. Joseph Farrel is sadly now dead and much of his work is out of print. For my own amusement I have written my own short stories to accompany some of the drawings. Here is one of them. Let me know what you think. A CONTEST It was a strange kind of club, originally created by the chance meeting of two married men who shared the same tastes. Little by little, other people had joined them. Not all the members were men but most were. Not all the men were married, but all shared an attraction to big. As she leadme to the door I had some problems walking in the heels and said so butwas just told ?the price of a bride!? at the door she suddenly stoppedand said oh wait I forgot something! She returned with a top hat forherself and bouquet of flowers and little hat with a veil on it for meit was pinned to my hair and she said let?s go!It was a long and difficult walk to the car between the weight of thedress and slip, having to hold the dress up to walk down the stairs,walking in the shoes and.