. fir maine apna lund uski chut pr rakha aur bas touch karta aur hata leta.. usko toda cher rha tha.. wo gusse me boli “kutte jaldi chod de mejhe wa...rna maar dhalungi tujhe”.Fir maine uski chut pr lund rakha aur dhakka lagane laga wo virgin nai thi but chut tight thi todi.. lekin 2 3 dhakka marne pr lund ander chala gya aur wo chik uthi.. uska muh band karne k liye maine lip lock kr liye aur dhakka marne laga 5 min baad wo toda shant hui aur kamar utha utha k mera lund lene lagi… wo chilla rahi. They were shortly followed by the remains of his boxer shorts as Pip demonstrated his skill with the knife and its incredible sharpness."Which testicle shall I remove first you stupid old shirt-lifter? The left, or the right?" No!" screamed Mary. "Jeremy, do as he says. Beat me!"For a moment no one moved."Beat me," begged Mary again."Do it," said Pip, offering Jeremy the belt he had taken. "Hell, she might even enjoy it. Some whores do."Byron released Jeremy's arms and slapped his naked rump.. He was puzzled. He shrugged his shoulders and dragged his attention back to the maths. She was puzzled too, by his frequent sighs. She took a surreptitious look at his book, and her lip curled in disdain. Yep, he was a typical jock without a hope of understanding this level of maths. His notes showed that he’d missed crucial steps, misunderstood others, and was up a blind alley. She couldn’t help grinning as he sighed again. She was delighted with the thought that he’d fail this paper even if. My dick was growing in size and the thick pink cock head was completely exposed.“Oh, naughty!”, mom said, slapping me lightly on my shoulder. “Come down for lunch.. after you finish up”, mom said, looking at my erection.I held mom’s hand as she was about to leave. She swallowed nervously.With my other hand, I pulled down the pant’s waistband, exposing my full erection and my balls. I started stroking my cock, looking deep into mom’s eyes. I could see that even my mother was getting aroused.I.