Smita boli ok ab apni class start karte hai, maine kaha why not, jarur per class main meri bhasa change ho jaygi chalga ? tabi tumhri class le paunga,...tabhi smita boli , saale maderchod baat hi karga yaa aaor bhi kuch karga. Maine kaha good 2 mujhe ase chinaale bhut aachi lagti jo saali ek number ke raand ho, bata kutiya kaha chale, sale harmi lode bedroom main hi chalet hai, maine kaha chal saali wahi teri maa chodi phir hum smita k badroom main aagaye waha maine usko apni baahoo main le kar. THWAP!I was nude and bent over the side of the whipping horse, a six foot long, padded and leather covered cylinder similar to a gymnastic vaulting horse. My ankles were cuffed to a four foot long spreader bar, and my wrists cuffed to short chains attached to my ankle cuffs that brought my hands down to within a couple feet from my ankles. The horse was adjusted in height so that I was barely on tiptoe. My light brown hair hung down to the pale hardwood floor.THWAP!My shaved cunt was spread. “Some of you seem to be getting the idea, but for the rest of you let me explain a bit more. An hour before this talk I headed to the lady’s room because I knew there would be a long line and I did not want to be late for my presentation. I patiently waited in line as my bladder continued to fill with the coffee, juice, and water I drank this morning. I passed the time by texting my husband who reassured me that my presentation would go well and urged me to enjoy my time away from my. Look at all that cum. See you love being fucked like a bitch. No denying that now. Look what a mess you made” I was moaning like a little bitch. But i didn't move or anything i just want him to be done. He bend my leg and started sucking my pantyhose toes. He went on for about 10 more minutes and felt him starting to tense up. He jumped down off the bed. Stroked his cock in front of me. “Open your mouth bitch” I got slapped across my face. “Open your fucking mouth Karen. You gonna drink my.