Instead, you position your cock between my parched lips and force your cock in. I can't scream. But I struggle, knowing I have to clean the cock that ...***d my ass. You're too strong for me and I am too broken to fight for long. The taste repulses me and I feel so humiliated. But my tongue still swirls and teases your throbbing cock, almost intrigued by every bump and vein on it as it grows hard and stretches my mouth more, sliding deeper into my throat. I'm not accustomed to it but my choking. His fingers moved all over me, teasing my wanton breasts and making me drip between my thighs. He kneeled down to kiss and tickle my stomach below my navel…bringing me to ecstasy.His lips explored and kissed and bit my legs, moving up slowly and building up the passion in me. Ahhhhhh! I can feel myself wet now writing and recalling that first night with him!!Soon he lifted my saree, his tongue licking me and pleasuring me like never before. Slowly he undraped my saree and there I was almost. It was a rough day and finally getting some time to yourself is great. While ruminating about your day you spot a yellow sparkle under a bridge. It’s under the underpass, framed by an arch as if it's a yawning mouth looking to swallow you whole. There’s a brief feeling of curiosity and whimsy that drives you to take off the beaten path and investigate near the water’s edge.Probably a beer bottle. As you get closer you realize the metal has a strange color, and bend to pick up the coin without. A few hours of drinking later and I was feeling no pain at all. I got up from the bar and made way over to where my husband had been playing pool. He was nowhere to be found. I asked the two guys who were playing pool if they knew where my husband was. I knew both of these guys in passing from my husband’s office. They were both in their twenties and had very nice bodies. Jeff was dressed as a navy guy and I have to say he looked really hot in the nice white uniform. Rex was dressed as a cop.