Aab maine unko uthate bed pr letate unki sarre upr karte bhari huyi gori gori jango ko chumate chatane laga. Vo aahe bharte aapne blouz utar kar boobs... dabate aankhe band karte chatpatane lagi.Maine unki boobs ko chuste huye chut maslate jango pr jange ghiste unko maslane laga. Vo kasmasate aah ahh ohh babyy myy bayy uuh yoguu kahate mere sar ko boobs pardabane lagi aur baalo ko khichate jor se aahe bharne lagi ahh ahh ohh yogu. Mai bhi unki panty mai hath dalkar chut ko masalate chut mai ungli. I thought I’d ruined our friendship with my horny lust. Then Dad had talked to her, suggested she pray on her problems, and she did. She’d felt like God had told her it was okay. That there was nothing wrong with girls loving girls.So I could love her.I undid the final button and slid her blouse off her shoulder. I leaned in, kissing her shoulder next to her bra strap. I licked her skin as her blouse slid off her shoulders. I reached her neck, nibbling on the nape, my braid of auburn hair. They hobbled her ankles with a length of rope so she would have to shuffle quickly to keep up. Matthew’s clothes had been cut off before the slavers untied him. They didn’t remove his gag, but yoked and hobbled him as they had done to Janice, and roped him in line. Now they were ready to move. The leader gave a command and one of the slavers grabbed Lisa’s right nipple and pulled. She cried out in pain and started walking. The coffle jerked as the others tried to get in step. They. "It's magnificent," I mumbled before evenconsciously deciding on that description.The hand that had undone her zipper set on top of my head. "Why don'tyou get a closer look?". I allowed her subtle pressure to force me to myknees, oh god, this was really about to happen.'She must shave,' the thought seemed strange but it was what came to mindas I stared at the first hard cock other than my own that I had everseen. There was not a single hair visible on her soft velvety skin, noton her balls,.