Soon I felt pleasure as his thick cockhead passed through my very tight sphincter. The old man gripped my hips and he started to pun phis hard dick in...o my tight anus.Victor made me come twice before he filled my ass with his warm semen.As he dumped his sticky load; he smacked my ass cheeks and said I was definitely the best of the best married bitches he had ever fucked.As we both were recovering our breath, my phone rang. It was my loving husband, wondering where I was at that time in the. It had no fingers, just a single socket meant for removable attachments.The executioner held a long, black leather case in his left hand and he laid it on the platform to the side of the prisoner. Opening it, he took from the case a long, metallic rope with a plug on one end, and then fitted that plug to the prosthesis on his right arm.The rope immediately started to crackle with energy, sparks shivering down the length as it began to writhe as if alive. The man raised it up and let it whip. This wasn’t my first time Priti Ma’am had tutored me. I had taken tuitions from her when I was 14 for my class 10 exams and got a decent score. So when I entered University and had hindi as a secondary subject my mother asked Priti Ma’am if she could take me on as a a student again which she agreed to. Priti Ma’am was now a teacher in our school.Like most teachers she would give tuitions in the afternoon for extra money. She was in no hurry to get married, she told my mother, and because her. But i was still very very tipsy and suddenly when he applied brakes! I came to reality with a stutter and i asked him what happened to which he just replied ‘Sir my house is here’ I said Ók then go get the change’ to which my auto guy replied ‘Why don’t you come with me sir, instead of standing here in the dark, i’ll give you the change also inside’ i replied ‘No need i’m fine here’ to which he further insisted ‘Sir it seems you need little water also’ and i realized yeah actually little water.