And whenever Ihappened to be with one or more of them out of earshotof others, I knew exactly what I was going to hear:some variation of the fisting-m...lking invitation.Laurel, Felicity and Bianca were the crudest. Theywould compete to invent disgusting variations. One ofthem was how they would reach inside me for my lunchand then pull it out and feed it to me again. Anotherwas how they would scoop up my semen and frost abrownie with it that they would feed me. Felicity wasall for seeing if all. . Meri gand jese fatt gyi ho . Me chilayaa wo bhi bhot jada tez usne mere muh par hath rakha. Aur thodi der under hi rakha. Me hil raha tha bhot .. Bus 1 min ke baad usne fir ek jordar dakha mara ..Lund jese mere pet me hi guss gya ho.. Bhot chilane lgaa. Par awaj nahi nikal rahi thi . Muh par uska hath tha par meri eyes se ashu nikl rahe the. Lund pura under ja chuka tha .Ab wo dhire dhire chonde lga. Me dard se bhot ro raha tha.Bus 3 – 4 min me usne meri gand me apna sara pani nikal diya. Aur. She seems to be enjoying herself. Elsewhere in the room there are moans and sighs, the gentle slap of flesh upon flesh, and all the sounds of fingers, throats, tongues and lips being put to effective use.I feel the hand of the young Darrakhai now pushing my face away from his cock. With satisfaction, I notice it leaving my mouth very wet, with strings of my saliva trailing. I squat by the young Darrakhai submissively awaiting his pleasure. With a solemn look in his eye he gently pushes me back. {I can't even think about bein' the one needin' rescuing right now," she glowered to herself.{'Course, it's not like I haven't had to be helped before. I remember stayin' at this Buddhist monastery after I hurt myself once. They talked about the "Folds of Adjustment". Something about two days, two weeks, two months, two-} She had gotten down to the wet peach-colored bra and (somewhere below it) wet, lacey, taffeta panties.{Even that long and I won't be likin' any of this!!}"Akane?!" Sayuri.