He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not as hard as on my ass, but I feel it. It scares me... but it also increases my excitement. Suddenly the blows stop. He’s switching gears. I don’t know what’s coming next. I wait, pussy dripping. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and I feel him spit in my asshole. Then I feel him start to push something in. It’s big and hard and it begins to stretch me wide open. It’s the big black anal plug. He uses. Adil bola tujhpe hamari kab se nazar thi tu aaj jaker humare hath aya haiYe sunke mujhe gussa aa gaya aur meine gautam ko chanta mar dia aur usko mana karke jane lagaPar mere kapde gautam ke kamre mein the aur vo room ab locked tha thabi adil ne kaha hum jante the sale tu randi rona karega ye dekh usne apna phone dikhaya usmein main gautam ka hall mein lund choose raha tha mein ye dekh kar darr gaya ye video adil ne hi bana li thiAb gautam ne bhi kaha aise hi nanga jaa saale kapde bhi nhi. The tailor was too rotund to turn any woman on. His wife was proof of that. “We need to make sure I’m going to fit in your pussy.”“Yes,” she whispered and swallowed. “I’ll think of a reason to get us away from my husband and—”I grabbed her hand and pulled it to my dick. She grasped it, her fingers wrapping around my throbbing shaft. Her touch was silky. I pumped her and up and down my girth, hooking her wrist. She gasped.“What do you think?” I asked. “Will I fit?”“I think so,” she moaned. “I. "I wish somehow, I could be strong enough to just step aside, but..." Ayeka paused, composing herself."I know myself, far too well." She sighed at the thought, adding. "I could never be 'content' just being 'a friend' to him!" Ayeka continued to stand, somehow, finding a great peace passing over her entire being. Maybe, because in her mind for the first time, at that moment, it was truly over."I only hope you both understand, why I now have to leave." She sighed a second time, thinking, maybe.