“Oh god. Fuck me harder. Make me come again. Oh yes, yes, yes,” you scream. “Fuck me! Fuck me!…I’m…I’m…oh oh oh oh yessssssssss…” ...ou give in to the sensations ripping through your body and come over and over in one long, intense orgasm. Bursts of heat sear through you and an electric current shoots through your body, centering in your smouldering cunt. Your sudden wild movements and shouting cause a rising urgency in me that I can no longer hold back. I gasp and try to control the powerful. Main itna mota Lund dekh kar ghabra gaya…. main nay socha aaj pathan meri Gaand kay doo tukhray kar de ga…. main nay mauqa dekhty hi nangy hi darwaze ki taruf bhaga….. Nawaz pathan bhi nanga hi apna lund hilata huwa mery peechy bhaaga ….main jaise hi gate par pahuncha…. tao daikha gate lock tha … usi waqat pathan nay muhjko peechy say pakar liya aur apny kaandhy par utha liya…. mera nanga chikna jism pathan kay mazbot hathoon main machalny laga….Nawaz nay aek zoor say meri Gand par thappar mara. Tamara, she replied. Thanks for the lift, I said, I’m Robert. As we pulled up my drive I was sad that maybe I would never see her again. She pulled the car to a stop and got out, I caught the first sight of her arse and could instantly feel myself getting hard. Her arse was amazing, so big but perfectly round and in my eyes it’s was the perfect arse. She came round to help me out and said, can I help you in and make sure you’re OK. My eyes must have lit up as she smiled and said, come on. I allow tears to enter my eyes because I will miss your life-giving sperm and conquering cock. I will be nude, cold, wet, hot, chained, unsatisfied, frightened and bewildered atop your highest tower for the following week. Yet, I am willing. Let us leave your newly acquired, perfect slave’s chamber so that you may force your less-than-perfect slave to accept her fate.’ Having walked over to the large, Victorian window of Kelly’s chamber, Mr. Smith said, ‘It looks as if you will begin by being.