Dard hone lga…Ab boob bhi chuso…Chut ko bhi marwaungi main…Maine lund ko bahar nikala to lund aage se kafi lal ho gya tha.Fir wo sidhi hui to us...ke boob pe toot pada.Wo boob ko chusa rahi thi.Uske tikhe boob ko pakad kr chusne mein bada maza tha.Urvashi-yaaar….Boob ko aaj khoob maze leker chuso…Itna chuso ki dudh niklne lge…Aahhh nipple ko aaram se yaaar…Gudgudi ho rahi hai mere raj…Aaahhh tum se chud ke main bahut khush hun yaaar…Chush lo sab tumhara maal hai….Aaaahh yaaaarrr marr gaii. "Question is, Can you? If I agree to this, you have to agree to become my complete and total masochistic (and femminizable) slave--for at least the next 2 years. Any torture I mete out, you will humbly accept, without complaint, to the absolute limits of your ability to endure, up to and including passing out from either pain, or exhaustion, or both, trusting that I will do my utmost at that point to restore you to torturable health again. Again, any humiliation I require of you, or any. Suddenly, he came inside the kitchen and said “Bhabhiji doodh zyaada daalna”, I said “acha theek hai”. He suddenly caught me from behind and grabbed my boobs and said, “doodh yaha ka chaiye bhabhiji”, I was surprised and excited, I said ” tumhe doodh chaiye ya mere boobs huh?” He pushed me ahead and screamed, “tere boobs, teri body, teri choot, sab loonga kutiya” and winked at me, I liked being dominated by men sexually, I said, ” toh le na, der kis baat ki”, he pulled me violently and started. I got my average size dick ready to go and about to pop in, but i had no lube. Remebering that the hotel usually supplies moisturiser along with shampoo and conditioner, i ran and got the cream. I plopped a large dollop on her bum and a generous amount on my cock and popped it in. It almost went straight in. It may’ve been because of the fact that she was 3/4 cut or i was so eager, but i didn’t really care. After i was in we all did high fives and pounded away. We were going at it.