‘sir se kaho ki apna lund meri nikal leeeee.” meena tab humara lund ko apni choot se nikal kar anshu ke pahunch gayee aur uske chunchee ko dabate ...ue kaha, “bus beti bus, abhi teri takleef dur ho jayega. Bus thori si bardast kar. Tera eh pahalee chudai hai na? Abhi ‘sir’ tujhko chod chod kar maza denge,” eh kaha kar meena ne anshu ki chuncheon ko chustee rahee. Thori der ke bad meena ne apni beti ki choot ko dono hath se lund khane ke liye faila diya aur manoj se kaha, “’sir’ lijiye maine apni. He craned his neck, examining the expansive room. It seemed to be made from wood, entire tree trunks were holding up the roof like Greco-Roman pillars, and the rafters were crossed with support beams. The whole structure must have been a hundred feet long, with several fire pits spaced at intervals down the middle. The dancing flames cast deep shadows into the corners of the room, illuminating what looked like cots and tables just enough to make them out in the gloom. It was some kind of. He is hairless, groomed obviously , i did suspect was man-scaped or had some expensive treatment done. Its not like he wouldn't be able to afford it. And then I realized I couldn't see him any more.Santi had taken off and headed to the music room. Basically it was a guest room with a piano, some furniture, the instruments and items we used and its own attached bathroom or toilet, whatever you want to call it. It just has everything.Expecting Santiago to be there, I enter the room. I see the. It caused motherexcruciating pain and I was pleased when she had several orgasms.Physically I achieved nothing but mentally I was immensely satisfied.When I had finished I left mother bound and went to look for Gillian. Ifound her at home running a bath. She had gone home early to get readyfor a dinner she was attending that night. She was still in her bra andpanties. I forced a surprised Gillian on to her hands and knees, yankedher panties off then spread her legs. I then forced the strapon.