.37 ki hogi nikli,,or uski sadi ka paalu mere muh se,,touch hota hua,,,gya uski s ari me s,,bhot pyari khusbho aarahi thi bhinin bhini perfume ki,,me ...se thik se dekh nahi paya,,but,,,,me jab uthaa waha se to vo wapas aarahi thi,,,,or achnak,,,mere,,se karib..1 miter ki duri pe unka pav ,,,lachak gya jisase ki vo ladkhadka k gir gai,,tabhi me ek dum teji se dood k unko pkda,,kyuki meri nigahunhi pe tji,,or ,,sare,,,log dekh rahe the,kuch ladies se aai or ,,fir unko humne chair p bithya,, Is. I cried out, seizing around her in pleasure and pain, bowing my body from the arch of my back to my upturned face. Her fingers were long, and they slid into my holes with ease, exploring my ass and pussy, pressing against every surface, toying with me until she found the places that made my knees buckle. She grinned at me from her tusked mouth, pleased to hear me mewl like a whore for her, pleased to see the submission in my eyes, pleased to see the need. She wasn’t cruel with me, but she was. Jana gave him a slap to the face and scolded him for his action. She hauntingly told him that he should have told them he needed to use the toilet, but of course that was an impossibility given the ball-gag firmly jammed into his mouth. His mouth had long gone dry, his ass ached from the plug, and he still needed the toilet to relieve the pressure from the plug and had so many questions he wouldn’t know where to start, if only he could speak.Jana reinserted his earplugs and together, the women. I do not really remember my Dad, he died when I was just 2.Growing up it was always just me and my Mom. That all changed when Iwas 13, Mom started dating this guy who had a son 2 years older thanme. I didn't like the guy or his son and I do not think Mom's newboyfriend liked me. Mom told me it was good for me to have a maleinfluence around for a change. She said she didn't want me to turn outa sissy. Little did she know what was going to happen. She did not know this but I was already well on.