Uske baad me uske boobs ko apne muh me le kr chusne or dabane lga itne me wo jaag gai or mujhe dekhne lgi or boli bhaiya ye kua kr rahe ho to me bola ...ujhe thand lg rahi hai wo boli me aapki behen hu.Fir mene use kahi smjhaya to wo maan gai or fir mene uske sare kpde utar diye or use poora nanga kr diya or fir mene uski choot ko dekha dosto bta naho skta kitni pyari choot rhi uski bilkul gulabhi or chote chote reshmi baal bhi the to me usme apni finger se sehlane lga to tarapne lgi or mere balo. He stroked her cheek, his hand moving to the nape of her neck. He took her hair in hand and pulled on it. She gasped, her lips curving into a smile. He pulled her closer, taking his cock from the red head's warm mouth to his pet's. She gave two short licks and then took his whole cock, the head gagging her. He closed his eyes, loving how his pet pleased him. His cock jumped when he felt two warm, wet tongues moving over his shaft. Morgan looked down and felt his cock throb as he watched his pet. ‘Today you’ll say nothing. For once in your life you’ll control yourself.’ Peter’s words had a nervous bite to them. ‘Please behave. Today is the most important day in my life.’ The two groomsmen and the best man gathered around the groom. ‘We’re here to help. Don’t worry,’ they reassured him. Andrew’s next words brought a wry grin to Peter’s face. ‘Dad and I sneaked back to the farm and we hid in the shearer’s quarters. Unfortunately Jennifer caught us and demanded to know what happened at the. He sniffed hard in the vain hope of smelling the woman who would execute him. He did not hear the tumultuous roar of the delighted female onlookers as the scimitar was brought swiftly down, and his head rolled in the sand, dispatched with gusto by the superb woman.His head joined the other in its final tribute to the glorious symbol of womanhood, and two others joined it in rapid succession. Zara kept her kneeling male's leash nice and tight as he looked down with a strange envy at the heads.