Dekho kaise tight ho gaya hai.To wo boli: Nahi, abhi maine socha nahi hai. Abhi kuch nahi.Fir maine thodi zid karni shuru kar di.Maine usko bola: Pakd... to sahi, feel karo kaisa hai.Fir usne lund pakda, aur maine uska hath pakad liya. Maine uske hath ko hilaya thoda aur doosre hath se uski jaangh ko dabaya.Fir main bola: Chalo Piyu, maze nahi lena hai kya? Ek baar muh mein to lelo. Ye shant ho jayega.Wo boli: Nahi, next time sab kuch.To main bola: Please lo na, ek baar thoda shant to kar do.To. I hear his breathing getting ragged, the warm air hitting the wetness. I slide my fingers down my slit, coating my finger with my own juices. "What are you doing??" I giggle, my fingertips begin to circle my clit."Oh god, don't do that."I don't stop. Instead, I speed up a little, rubbing my clit while my other fingers tease my hole. My body jerks in response, juices beginning to leak onto his chest. "Ohhh you dirty slut bitch!! You fucking.. goooodddd damnit," he moans, trying to break free. His slippery slug plunged into my mouth as he compressed my head solidly in his hands. With my jaw totally overwhelmed by spit and hair, I was also becoming aware of his animalistic body odour. Roaring like a wild animal Ulf suddenly lifted up, before placing his knees between my legs. As I lay spread-eagled before him, he tapped my crotch with his ivory horn. After motioning me to hold my legs back for him, Ulf began to nudge at my manhole. His eyes became wild as his prodding intensified. In. And you will never give medon'ts or won'ts again!. Do you understand?" Yes, Ms. Chantel," slut said, crying. She hadn't meant to upsetMs. Chantel, but it was all so unreal. So much like the roomthat Ms. Chantel had set up for her in the place of hell,Desiree's house, but different and far more kinkier."Leslie, would you like to go into the pit?"Leslie quailed, fading to pale. She sloped her back, but thenstraightened it. "Chantel, I've been. Kimba, though, has askedme to let her go. And,".