Phir mera lund khada ho gaya.Par maine kuch kia nahi par khade lund ko chachi apne gand me mahsoos kar rahi thi. Wo uthi aur boli tu ye kya kar raha h...i main chup raha. Phir chachi ne mere lund lo dekha aur hath me lia aur bilo dekhoon t tu kitna jawan hua hai jaise hi mera lund nikla chachi ki ankhe khuli rah gayi. Mera 9 inches ka lund unke samne tha wo boli bap re itna bada to tere chacha ka bhi nahi hai.Wo boli tu kab se mere gand marna chahta hai. Main chup raha wo boli bol nahi to tere. Strong arms toweled her dry then adjusted the blindfold to be sure it was still in place. Her arms were cuffed again, but this time in front of her chest, and she was being pulled along by her captor. Even with the blindfold on, she knew it was dark inside the house. No traces of light shown thru the edges. To further prevent her from hearing the voice, music was playing on her stereo. It was country music. This made her decide it really mustn't be her Master here, because he insisted on Jazz. Rakesh : Koi bat nahi. Baad mein agar time mila to main neeche jakar security wale ko de aunga, khush ho jayega.Main is par kuch boli nahi aur fir plate lekar hum dono khane ke liye baith gaye. Khana khate waqt bhi Rakesh ka baya hath chup nahi tha. Kabhi meri boobs ko dabata to kabhi bato bato mein nipple pe cheeti kaat deta. Aur main bhi jhut muth ka mana karti Akash ko dikhane ke liye.Main kabhi auch to kabhi kuch aur bolkar nautanki karti. Rakesh ka sath deti aur isi tarah 15-20 minute mein. She was a dance teacher, and her legs were a product of the hours that she danced every day.“Turn around”, I told her. She rolled over so that I could massage her back. Like a cat being pleasured, she was soon raising her hips so that her ass stuck up a little, and I knew that she was inviting me to explore her intimacy with my sensitive fingers. I ran my hand down the crack of her ass, over her little asshole and down, further, until I reached her slit which was deliciously wet. Penetrating.