They had brought the torch there for the same purpose. I couldn’t leave from that place because if that bitch saw me there then the world would have...experienced World War III. So I laid there quietly without any one noticing me. After 15 minutes the big lady went downstairs. I gave a sigh of relief. Again from the edge of the water tank I started peeping down. Neha had brought a mat, two pillows, one bag (which contained books) and a light. It was an emergency fluorescent light. She had put the. With a blushed face, he hugged me back but still avoiding touching my penis.“Why don’t have a try to see what it will be like?” I stroked at his hair, whispered, feeling like coaxing a collie into accepting a new master. As I did so, he seemed has made up his mind. He stood over me, got his dick close to my face. I smiled and said hello to it: “Do you mind if I gave you a blow job?” He answered by slapping my face with his erect cock, gently as a joke at first, then suddenly burst into a bitter. Arches against the restraints, whimpers deepening to a drawn-out throaty moan, her body vibrating under me as my mouth clamps her clit, tongue fluttering over the sensitive nub until she's a writhing, wriggling mess and I'm drowning in the copious juices my fingers tease from her insides.I drink. Eager, as if she's the only source of fluid on Earth. Her moans form a long heartfelt curse; the only other discernible word being my name, ensuring my leaking cock twitches in anticipation of taking. "He pumped and pumped roughly, then leaned forward and roughly bit first one nipple then the other." Mmm oh, ugh, ugh, oh yes. yes, YES!" I blurted out.Incredibly the pain had gone and I was riding on a wave of lust and pleasure, completely at his mercy. I moved my hips and body in time with his thrusts, enjoying the feel of being totally possessed. I couldn't move more if I'd wanted to but he had me now and was using my body for his own pleasure and it felt great.I was rolling in ecstacy as he.