Ab meri himmaat band gai ar dusra hath unke boobs k traf le gaya. Maine halke se ek bable ko pakra ar dabane laga. Mami is harqat se uth gai lekin abh... bhi halki neend m thi ar unko laga mama hai to wo bhi saath dene lagi. Unhone apna hath mere lund k traf le gai ar jaise hi lund pakra unko ehsas hua ki yeh mama nai mein hu.Shayad itna bada lund dekh k chauk gai wo ar turant mere traf ghumke dekhne lagi.Wo kuch bole uske pehle unka muh maine daba diya ar dherese kaan m kha agar awaz nikali to. He wasstill my Master, my Absolute Ruler, but our union had now grown to becomea temple of love, of pure love. A Love that had essence to itself evenwithout physical contact.When we arrived in the village, we were taken to a house where a youngwoman, about 22 years old, lived with her new-born baby, Manuelito. Hername was Joana. Her husband had left her only a month before she gavebirth, as he had met another woman. Joana was very pretty, a rather tallgirl with dark skin, big, round, firm. I walked to the couch and knelt before her, smiling. I placed my hands on her soft white thighs and slid upward until I felt her silk panties. She bit her bottom lip. My fingers wrapped around the fabric and began to pull down. "What're you doing?" she asked and took another sip of wine."I want to relax you," I said as her panties slipped over her round, toned buttocks. She wiggled on the sofa in an attempt to help.I pulled her panties down her thighs, past her knees, and let them crumble. After a few quick thrusts of the fingers, they were withdrawn, and I felt the head of a large cock at the entrance to my arse.“I hope you are ready for this, you slut.”“Yes, but please take me gently,” I replied.Then I felt it push past my entrance. It was hard and very fat, and I was worried I wouldn’t take it all. Yes, it did hurt but in a good way. It went on and on, deeper and deeper. The pain lessened and the pleasure increased and then he stopped.“Well done slut. Now get ready for the.