For a moment she was shocked.But then she also closed her eyes and kissing like there is no tomorrow. Everything was happening slowly. I feel her boob... pressing on me, the heat coming from down the crotch. Well, talking about the crotch I don’t know why but I felt some tightness and heat in my pants.It must have been the pill she gave me. I was right, it was the pill. She told me later about the pill. We were kissing slowly savoring each moment and movement of our lips and tongues. After a. The older cop, who’s hung better than most of them, started out slowly the first time. He was going in balls-deep and not hitting bottom so he started going at me a little harder. I think he started to realize that I was moaning because I was enjoying it about then. Then, when he slapped my ass the first time and I really moaned, that’s when the fucking and slapping picked up in pace. That was a time that he was maybe the third or fourth to give it to me in about three hours; my cunt was loose. Aap bhaut chidhate ho muze .. Aacha ab jane do na .. .. dekho bedsheet par bhaut daag lag gaye hai .. niche se abhi bhi bleeding ho rahi hai.Me: dard hai kya?Anita: haannn….! Mai wash karke aati hu .. .Saying this she wake-up & went to bathroom. I can see, she had difficulty in walking & was keeping space between her legs while walking. She went into bathroom & started cleaning herself. I was still lying on bed.After two minutes, Anita called me, “Bhaiya .. .. Bhaiya .. ... A shiver rippled through amy every time she was relentlessly used like this, being no more than a breathing Kleenex for him to wipe his jizz off on. And it could very well be the last dick she’s see in a week. She crawled to where the pizza carton had landed and opened it up. The pizza was already dissolving in all the jizz and amy suckled the soggy dough down while it was still warm. After she was done eating it was time to start her evening entertainment. She set up different tortures for.