The man facing her spit in her face and slapped her.Again he smacked her. Sarah spit at him. SMAAACK. A heavy strap crossed her ass. Again and aga...n.The man facing her laughed. “Git that nice ass of yours ready for some fucking.”Even as the strap hit her again, she yelled at them. “Bastards, rot in hell.”Sarah’s shoulders burned. The leather strap bit into her ass which wouldturn her butt into a bloody mess. She looked at the burly, bearded mountainman with a sadistic grin. He held up. As I doggy fucked her great big ass, she moaned in pleasure, "o ya, giff me, giff me, oy oy OY OOOYYY ! ". as we came in tandem. We snoozed and played a while longer, then she got up and went to the bathroom. When she returned, she started to dress, slipping into an industrial-strength bra that supported her massive hangers keeping them nice and high. "Im goink to Mass, you batter get dressed and go upstairs before dem odder guys vake up." I complied and left her with a kiss and a parting. ”I took a drag on my cigarette, trying to figure her out. Was she really coming on to me? For the first time that evening, words failed me.She fixed me with cool blue eyes. “What good’s a party if you don’t do something you come to regret in the morning?” she said.I found my tongue again. “Interesting philosophy.”Carol smiled and took a final drag on her cigarette. Since Benjamin and Anne hadn’t bothered to put out an ashtray she merely dropped the butt on the concrete and stamped on it. “Not. Me he, unhone bola ke mere rishtedar isi building me rehte he, mene bola ok no problem.Vo ek interior designer thi, unke husband ne unko greed card ke divorce de kar u.S. Ki girl ke sathe shadi kar li thiUnhone muje bola tha k subah se aa jana aur khana yahi pe kha lena, kyuki unko website jaldi me banvana thaUnhone bola k sham tak design final karni he, to mene bol diya ok mam, unka nature really me bahot hi achha thaVo thodi udas bhi thi unke husband ki vajah se, mene ye dekha to muje achha.