. her tits looked amazing ... certainly more than a handful each.She smiled at me when she heard my comment ... showing me her brilliant white teeth.T...e film sequence started with a side-on view of her entering the bath full of bubbles ... her ample tits dangling from her chest as she stepped into the bath. Sitting in the bath, the bubbles parted with just her enticing bits hidden from view."Damn..." she exclaimed part way through the filming."What's happened?" I enquired as I stopped the. Me bola, dost aap shirt nikal do. woh thoda hichkichaya, me bola yaar mard se kya sharma rahe ho, me aapka body fitting lunga. Still he was not comfortable. I said, ok Rahul ji, ye lo me bhi shirt utar deta hu. Now he got comfortable and so, he removed his shirt. He was not wearing baniyan while I was wearing. Now I go close to him and say, see aap karib se muje dekho. See baniyan se mere body ka structure better dikh raha he, tum kyun nahi pehni? Woh bola try kiya tha, but maza nahi aaya. Me. A girl doesn’t bulge as much as a guy down there, I suppose, but she knows he’s checking. And everybody knows that a buried captive is totally at the mercy of her captor.“Cut it out!” as he ran his fingers over me.“Cut what out?” too innocently to be innocent.“Goosing me,” the tip of his finger making me twitch.“You’re my prisoner,” now working his touch up and down.It wasn’t that much different than what you got in Toe Attack, except this wasn’t his toe and this wasn’t in the car’s back seat,. I gasped as it spread me apart. Somebody moved behind me and held my arms back as the object was pushed deeper into me. The blindfold was suddenly removed and I saw that Karen was fucking me with the biggest strap-on cock I had ever seen. It was jet black, shiny and had ridges and veins impressed in it. I couldn't take it all at first, but Karen continued to push it into me, slowly but firmly, withdrawing it slightly on occasion only to push it back in deeper. I could feel the sweat pouring.