Her eyes glowed with an obvious conflict raging in her: a war of desire as she struggled to remain the women her husband knew and the urge to become t...e slut I needed her to be. My mouth dried as I watched her sink into the pit. All I needed now was to give her a little push.“Did Chen fuck you? You smell like cum.”Whining, she was still sucking my fingers and failed to respond as I pulled them away. Cupping her chin in my palm, I lifted her head, forcing her to meet my gaze.“I’m repeating. I was ordered to suck them first, and as a normal Indian guy, they didn’t last long in my mouth. Two took 3 minutes, two took 5 minutes and I was relieved. Like the previous batch, they didn’t allow me to get rid of my clothes. I was relaxed soon so I just sat on the sofa, they were surely interested in fucking so I stayed there. It took 30 minutes to get back to action.A guy pulled my thighs and got in immediately. He was fucking me and rest were eagerly waiting for their turns. I whispered in. “There we go Marshal, throat fuck that slut, while I stuff his ass!” Kim exclaimed. The two of them moved in and out in a smooth rhythm, plastic balls pushing against my ass and Marshals balls slapping against my cheek. The pounding and assault went on for a few minutes, I fought for air as my ass gave into submission and went numb. “Ohhh yeah, I’m going to bust in this slut’s throat! Ohhhhhh!” With that little warning, Marshalls cum shot down my throat filling my belly. His dick was. The pale half-moons of my breasts were pushed just above the seam of the strapless sheathe, my legs extending below it. I didnt wear a bra, though it wasnt that noticable, as the dress was quite tight. A slick of mascara made me feel a little more confident. I wanted Reid to see me, to know that this was for him, the dress deliberately the same shade as our football shirts- a reminder…… Aliisooonnnn Tucker swayed at the door, breaking onto a beam before pushing a can of Dutch Gold into my hand..
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