.par conditions meri hi rahengi..i said ok…we went to bed room…i find a good round bed having good cushions n matresses…or waha wo sara saman th... jisse wo mujhe torturekar sake..wo do the normal kissing so that she can torture m..we do normal kissing..n we r on 69 position..sucking each other ..she o s good in sucking..i m enjoying now..par y khushi jyada der ki nahi thi..she tied my hand with rope on bed..usne fir s mujhetorture karna shuru kar diya..jab bhi wo torturre karti she has a wild. Bobby took her out to a fancy restaurant, and then dancing.Shortly before midnight, they arrived at their room and stood for long minutes kissing just inside the doorway, neither wanting to rush the moment. Robert slowly undid her top, kissing each square inch of skin as it came into view, then helped her out of her shoes and nylons, leaving her clad in just her lacy black bra and panties.Vanetta pressed him back towards the bed, slowly undoing his shirt buttons, slipping it from his shoulders,. . It was under a thicket of a weeping willow tree that I witnessed the gathering of five well built young men. In their midst was one very young and thin boy that was bowed over a fallen tree trunk. He was naked from the waist down and his feet spread wide apart, his butt crack smeared with a glistening substance. One of the bulging hulks was stroking his massive flaccid penis, with a smile of fulfillment on his face. I watched as another lad knelt between the restrained boys thighs, he took. As I passed a crowd of girls, one coming out took a long look at me. Not a bitchy look, there was something sexy about her. She was a little over five foot, with silky brown hair, wearing a black mesh top with a see-through waist, where I could see the contour lines down her stomach. As we passed she said 'sorry' and put her hand (un-necessarily) on my hip to get passed. My loose t-shirt hung over my boobs and gave a tiny gap above my belt which she managed to touch - her hand on my bare skin.