Sakali mi sutti aslyamule jara ushirach uthlo, aani saral toilet kade gelo, but it was preoccupied.Mala jorat 1 number aali hoti mi toilet aani bathro...om donhiche doors knock karu laglo. Achanak bathroom cha darwaja ughadla aani mi ghaitach aat ghusu laglo aatun sheetal baher padat hoti ghai mule mi tichya khup javalun pass zalo mala tichya kesancha sugandh aala aani 2 minutes mi sagleVisarunach gelo Dupari aamhi saglyanni jewan kele aani diwas bhar ikad-tikadchya gappa marlya. Diwas asach. She was a head or two taller than Jasmine, with a tumbling, loopy mane of deep red curls; her generous mouth was twisted in a wry grin. A tight white t-shirt was stretched across the impressive swells of her breasts, distorting the Jocasta's logo embossed in sequins over the left. She looked like she was about Jasmine's own age, somewhere in her early forties, and very well-preserved. "Well, aren't you new?" Hello," Jasmine said, blushing a bit. "Yes. We just arrived today. How did you know?". Her pussy and mouth were both full but her mind was eerily empty – for the first time in her life she knew what ‘air tight’ meant. Amanda was grinning happily at Lily and Sam, obviously enjoying the look on the next two victims faces’. She slowly pushed her hips forward, grinding the dildo in her pussy as she impaled Beth’s no longer virgin asshole. Beth was in agony. After moving on from the initial shock of her asshole being intruded, the deep stretching and burning sensation from her ass. My wrists are grabbed and dragged out to either side in front of me, dropping me down onto the cushioned surface below me that is canted so my ass is in the air. My chin is resting on a pillow but it doesn’t feel like there is anything past it. Something is secured to the belts on my legs as well, leaving me trussed like a christmas turkey on top of this table, ass in the air and exposed dick locked away, completely at the mercy of Master and his guests. An electric thrill and apprehension.