“Yeah, that's a girl's dick in you,” I purred. “You can still be a lesbian and enjoy it. Mmm, just a big, fat clit fucking your cunt. Nothing wr...ng with that.”She shuddered and bucked beneath me. I kept her arms pinned over her head as I drove my girl-dick over and over into her tight snatch. The pleasure flowed down my cock to my pussy. My newly deflowered twat drank it in.It was so hot fucking a lesbian with my futa-cock, giving her pussy the first taste of a big, throbbing dick. Her cunt. I kinda wished he would try something but I knew he wouldnt. "How you doing back there, son," I asked him."I'm Ok, mum, how are you feeling?" "I like what I'm feeling," I whispered at him and winked "Are your arms getting tired where you have them?" Yeah, it's a little uncomfortable," Here try this to see if it feels better," I said as I took hold of both of his hands and placed them on my knees. "Is that better son?" Yeah, that's a lot better mum, wow thankyou, that is better."I looked in the. Her fingers spread the piss slit and a small drop of pre-cum oozed out. With a quick flick of her tongue it was gone, tasteless and forgotten. Her eyes roved over this new sight, a real life version of what she had only (except that once) seen in pictures. She reached out and touched it, felt the flesh, hard yet soft with blood coursing through it. Her hand briefly recoiled at the warmth of it, sensing a burning on her fingers though the temperature in reality was not far removed from the homo. Prakash caned her brutally in quick succession whipping the cane on her arse and on her swollen cunt lips alternately three times. Rekha was screaming by now. “Stop saheb, stop please, please stop…I’ll do any thing for you saheb, but please don’t cane me” Rekha screamed. By now deep purple welt marks had appeared on her arse. Prakash stopped caning her and placed his palm on her swollen red cunt lips moving his middle finger along the crack of her slit. “Really” said Prakash “What can you do.