Before I could react he grabbed me and pushed onto my dad’s workout bench. With one hand he held me down, but I couldn’t believe what he was doing... with the other. He reached around and stroked my dick. It became fully hard. Then used his knee to hold the bottle in. He carefully stroked my dick until I came. I usually have to pull the object out to cum.I lay resting and he pulled me up and took off my shirt. “Come with me,” he said. He was too strong to resist, but I tried. “If you don’t I’ll. I repeated this until they were hard and sticking out. I then slowly glided my fingertips up and down my torso, enjoying my feather light touch and the gentle waves of pleasure rolling through me. After a while I began to venture a little lower. At first I gently rubbed the top of my slit but then I quickly switched to rubbing my outer lips. While doing this I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip. I then spread my lips and found my clit. I gently flicked my finger across it. This caused a bolt. Unki haalat toh aisi thi jaise pata nahin dil ka daura hi pad gaya ho. Mujhe unki iss haalat pe hassi aa rahi thi. Fir main dheere se kutiya ki tarah pade hue gaddon ke oopar chadh gayi.Aur apni kamar oopar ki taraf kar di. Aisa karne pe woh sab mere peeche aake ke khade ho gaye. Aur meri jawaan aur reseeli choot. Aur ek tight gaand ko dekh ke unke muh se paani tapakne laga. Fir maine ek shararti ladki ki tarah uss aadmi ko apne paas aane ka ishaara kiya jisne condom pehen liya tha.Toh woh. The old woman had taken to combing out my fine blonde hair and braiding it into pigtails which she decorated with pink gingham bows.?You a prize-winning little piggy, that you is.? She’d poke the fat on my sides, her whole crooked black finger disappearing in my voluminous pink flesh. ?Lots of bacon and barbecue on you, little piggy,? she’d cackle. ?If your master ever gets tired of renting your pink ass out for breeding, you better watch out fer the slaughterhouse.?Any semblance of a normal.