Between my legs the material rode up, almost disappearing completely between my pussy lips. He let his hand run down the back of my thong, following the disappearing material. squeezing my pussy lips even harder with his fingers, making me squeal again. couple "hmmmmm, village you� must love this... you're dripping wet down there... But first, I wanna take care of these",� he let his right hand gently caress my tits. The touch felt nice and revolting at the same time. "I� always knew they'd look amazing. All this time when i imagined them jerking off to your picture... But they are so much better in real life....� these tits are the most incredible things i've ever seen or felt! so firm, yet so delicate... and restrained like this you look like the perverted slut you are" His respiration� was heavy, I could feel his hot panting breath on my body as he lowered his head. He indian opened his mouth and softly closed his wet lips around my left nipple. I felt the warmth and wetness of his mouth on my skin and involuntarily arousal surged through me. As he used his tongue to slide it very lightly, but rapidly over my nipple a moan escaped me. The next instant his right hand groped my other breast� so hard that i screamed out. "Oh yeah, baby, scream for me!", he encouraged me enthusthiastically "that is� turning me on like crazy, i love your voice like that!" he kneaded my breast punjabi with his hand while he started chewing on the other one, biting my nipple once in a while. my screams were echoing from the walls. unfortunately it actually did turn him on even more. he was grunting and moaning as he continued my torture. i could feel his tamil hard cock pressed against my stomach, rubbing his precum all over my body. He took pleasure in giving me little breaks from the pain and just licking my nipples ever so lightly until I got a little aroused again. Although after the first embarassing moan I kept biting my tongue to not let him know my body enjoyed even that kind of touch. But he seemed to know exactly how i was feeling because each time it happened he sank his teeth or his clawing fingers right back into me, making the pain wash away any comfort or excitement, letting me scream out again. Eventually he sat up. Looking over my tied body, my breath still frantic from the screaming and the pain, my abused tits covered with bitemarks, my nipples hard. he seemed very content. He stroked his hard cock..... eventually he leaned down again, pushing the fingers of his right hand between my neck and my collar and pulled me up. My feet were still tightly bound to my thighs, so i came to sit on my feet. "Turn around" he commanded me. I hesitated. So many emotions were rushing through me. I guess, whenever he paused even a little bit I again clung to the collage hope that it was finally over. Now my mind started racing again: what would he do to me, now? Can it get any worse when i turn around? How am i even supposed to move?.... It was hot watching her with another man. I was then assaulted in the face with two nice round breasts. I opened my eyes and he was gone. As I rummaged through my bag for the supplies I reached up and gently caressed Kelly’s ass which made her turn her head around. She looked confused. He played on the football team and he was her first kiss at a party freshman year, in this very house. Yep running away wouldn't be a good idea. This kind of thing went on for a while. She grunted as she took the meat. Climbing on the bed, the clerk straddled Tess body and painted her couple lips with his cum oozing prick. He felt her flinch a little and then a small squeal escaped with a moan. It felt strange stripping naked in front of her, but it was quicker; especially as she kept changing her mind, frequently when I was only half dressed. How did everything turn to shit so fast? My back straightened even more. Not long after, Tommy's mother came down and saw the cum all over the floor. When I phoned Ryan I remembered that I hadn’t told him what Carrie said about having a massage. He’d be a very lucky man…….. May I ask if I can hang out with you? “Depends, what do you want to do?” Her soles tight around his member, he begins to thrust himself in and out, in and out, the cool, gently-wrinkled flesh of her feet stimulating him and greatly exciting him. He was glad to be home. "And naturally, one thing eventually led to another. She moaned as she knew that soon she would again need to beg for a climax. She was indian sucking on my cock so hard I thought she would give me a hickey. I position my cock at the entrance of her pussy and slide it up and down her slit punjabi before slowly pushing it in as deep as collage I can while we both moan in pleasure. His gaze village strayed across her chest, as her nipples were quite prominent through the oversized t-shirt she wore to bed. How could she share with her daughter, or for that matter with anyone, what transpired between her and her son! When I popped him out of my mouth, he picked me up all gentle and put me on the table. Not one single bit. Like I said I want to be treated tamil like a slut…. “Fine, whenever you have time,” I agree and let her leave to fulfill her daily quota of popcorn entertainment. As did the failure of Hannah's jet. This is the continuing story about my wife Linda, if you read the first story you will know she wished to become a sex slave and became the property of a Jamaican called Leo Pierre.