But there could have been six. But he - or they - were blond and cute. The subconscious is an amazing thing.I tried to speak and moving my jaw sent sp...ikes of pain through my skull. I also began to notice that it hurt to breathe. In fact, generally, I just hurt.The German nurse moved away. I closed my eyes again.Almost immediately, someone was calling my name. "John? John? Open your eyes."I managed to open them again. This time the one-to-six people over me was a grey-bearded black guy. He voice. Holding her hips gave me a better chance to really pull her back deep down on my cock hitting the very back of her pussy and the entrance to her womb which really excited and motivated me more to grind harder and faster building my orgasm to its limit also building my mother’s orgasm as well. After a few minutes of fucking her doggy which felt incredible had me thinking how I wanted to look her in the eyes just as I climaxed deep in her seeing the ecstasy and love in both of our eyes locked. When Tammy unhooked Jennifer from the candelabrum,Jennifer’s inhales did not get deeper nor did they increase. Tammy unhooked Jennifer’s ballgag and freed her mouth.“Get some sleep Bitch, you look wasted.”With that, Tammy left Jennifer strapped to the chair as she left the room.Jennifer collapsed and allowed blackness to cover her mind.“Get up Bitch.” Was Tammy’s gentle way of rousing Jennifer from her deep sleep. Jenniferhad only slept for one hour, but that was long enough for Tammy’s. So, I decided to grab the opportunity on my train trip to Pune. Though I was not fully dressed up like a CD, with my attire, tattoos, and glossy lipstick, anyone on the platform or train could easily make out that I am a gay or a transgender and that thought gave me an instant kick.It happened on my train journey to Pune a month back. I was wearing a lady v-neck slim fit t-shirt a thigh-sized shorts and slippers with my sexy lady specs on. I also had tattoos on my legs and arms and neck and my.