Sir plz sorry aafshan I realy like u but im soryy.Or ye kahte we sir khare hogyee mai bhi kharee hogyee or apna bag utha kr jane lage at this time sir...mahesh nai hath pakar kr mjhee apni taraf khencha mai aik dam un ke sene se lag gyee mere dono boobs sir ke strong chest ke sath dab gyee sir nai mere kamar mai hath dala or mere face ke qareeb apna face lakr he said. Dr sunil mai esa kiya hai dr afshan jo mjh mai nai hai.I was shocked an mai poori tarhan se mahesh ke sene se chipki we the or. She couldn't breath.Andrea leaned down to lick at the wife's bulging throat. "Easy there, Girl. Breath through your nose. Lean your head back and relax your throat. He's going to fuck it, and I'm going to eat your fresh pussy."Andrea turned around to face Malory's crotch. Her wet cunt rested over the girl's breasts. "Unbutton the rest of her dress, Guys and open it up," she said. As the red dress parted, Andrea leaned forward and buried her face into the pink panties. She breathed in, inhaling. Jerry moved between April's legs. Her pussy was puffy, and her curly red-brown hair was wet with sweat, and pussy juices, and, between the wrinkled, pink, folds of her cunt, their heavy cream dripped out. Jerry was getting excited again--minutes ago he had wanted to kiss her sex, dark and mysterious between her closed legs . . . to feel her hair against his lips . . . to smell her . . . to taste her. And they fucked. Now, she was spreading her legs for him. He kissed her mound. Afraid to. "Givena little surgery, and with the help of a micro-chip inserted into the paincentres of their brains, I proved that their hands could be rendered uselessfor any but the simplest tasks, with punishment for any slackening of instantobedience agonizing and swift!" "But the Sisters demanded the compulsory castration of males, Ma'am.I think they expected you to back down then." Her Mistress sighed as they took their seats. "Yes; they did!" She winced at the memory of her defeat on thissubject..