V: Fuck me…please … I want more. . . (I slowly slept her down, without my cock coming out of her pussy – waited for few minutes). Honestly, my t...ol was HOT – but wanted to show my stamina too.I SUDDENLY STARTED HITTING HER … RASHLY… SHE RESPONDED EVERY HIT WITH LOUD MOAN (Ha…hit..Ha…hit…)V : What is this . . . . I can’t ….hit me…hit… fuck me .. DEEP… HOO.. don’t push more …its paining…My pussy will tear…I’m coming again…(these sort of words made me really ready… to come)V : Fill my Pussy… I. Maine kaha ki nahi papa nahi horahi…ab main papa ko tadpa rahi thi..tabhi papa ne kaha ki bete aao main tumhari gaand ke andar cream laga deta hoon…tumhari gaand ki khujli thik hojayegi..lekin main phir bhi nakhre dikhane lagi aur maine papa se kaha ki papa ab main sorahi hoon…aur maine apni aankhein band kar leen…dabi aankho se dekha to papa ki tadap saaf nazar aayi..dar-asal main yeh sab isliye kar rahi thi taaki papa meri gaand se aage badein aur doosra yeh ki papa ko yeh na lage ki main yeh. This time Charity gave me a slightly cross look and then immediately forgave me with a smile. “I know this will take time for everyone to adjust,” Charity said as she was going down to the floor. She touched her tits to my carpet and spread her legs and then waited behind me.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Crawling, Sir,” she said.“I didn’t tell you to crawl, though,” I reminded her.“Yes, sir, I know that. Your father wants me to crawl in and out of rooms unless I am carrying anything too heavy. .InsideDeepwithin me. The Test PassionRising within meHeat burningThe edgeUnattainableWaiting Longing forMy release from those invisible bondsClasped about meKeeping me in your enthrallmentCruelly denying that desired journey! The sensual mountainSo close rising up beforeMeBeckoning, calling my namein a soft whisperYour voiceHolding the unseen bridleReins me to youHalting my eager stepsTo waitTo listenTo obeyMy bodyYour mindOur painful passion My loins stroked by your gentle voiceDesireGushing.