She gilded my arm and cried for almost 30mins. Then, she told me the place is her ex-boy friend’s place. He died of the heart attack this morning. I...didn’t tell my husband about this because he would get angry if he would come to know about this, she told me that she felt comfortable with me as a friend and came with me here.After a while, we came home. I dropped her and after that, we became close. We use to go out for lunch movies and stuff.One day, me, Likhitha and aunty went to the second. Azaka frantically humped the kidnapper’s hand, but again the kidnapper stopped just as she was about to orgasm. This repeated several times, with Azaka losing track of how many times she had been brought to the brink of orgasm or how long it had been, quickly becoming a crying and sobbing wreck that was screaming desperately into her gag.Through the haze of lust, Azaka kept wondering, who was this woman? Why was she doing this? How could she possibly know exactly when to stop to prevent her. . !" the trapped blonde wife heard her friend's cry of despair, and she looked to Caesar one last time, but knew it was hopeless! The wolf growled viciously from behind her, its meaning as clear to her as if the beast had commanded in her own tongue! She had been subjected to this before, but always by her handsome Caesar! Now, only debased shame filled her as she obediently spread her trembling, full thighs wide, thrusting her nakedly unprotected buttocks back and upward to completely expose. Dimples had a set of nice round hips and womanly ass. He presented his friend, Winky.Winky was a tad shorter than Dimples and had a similar body. He was colored with a caramel complexion.Orlando asked, “Y’all wanna chill with us?”“Maybe,” Winky said.“We got some loud and some liquor. We both married and need some good good.”“Let’s do it, gurl,” pleaded Dimples.“Alright,” Winky agreed.“Y’all mobile,” Orlando asked.Winky, “I got a car.”“Follow us, then,” Orlando ordered.“Okay, Big Daddy. I’m.