Consumed in the white-hot ecstasy, he screamed himself hoarse and squirted every drop he had to offer. He was dimly aware of the mess on his chest, bu...t couldn’t force his eyes open. It took him several seconds to realize that Kylie had let him go. One hand, and then the other dropped lifelessly to the bed when someone unlocked the handcuffs. He wasn’t going anywhere for a while. ** Brett sat up and rubbed his aching neck the next morning. Despite two showers, he still swore he could smell pussy. Running from that into the arms of a sweet girl. Running from her soft and bland loving to a rollercoaster of mindless, zipless fucking. Running from that into the horrifying attraction of pain and humiliation by a woman who makes her wake up with a scream — sweating, but flowing from arousal.She tried to work and not to think. She failed miserably. Demons whispered, memories mocked her. And all the while her fingers worked in and out of her pussy, as mind-numbing video's poured their. Wo mujhse bate karti rahi aur main unki mast mast jawani ko dekhne laga,jab wo mujhse bat kar rahi thi to bich bich me wo mujhe pyar se sahla bi rahi thi jo ki mujhe madhosh karne k liye kafi tha.ek dum se unka hath mere paint pe lag gaya,aur unka hath mere penis pe touch ho gaya,aur wo mujhse boli k tum boht hi smart aur pyare lagte ho,main tabhi apne ghar wpas aa gaya,lekin man hi man chchi ka chehra mere samne tha,maine thdi der bad unko phone kiya to wo bade hi pyar se bolne lagi k kya bat. Their arms tangled, but the tangle was fun; she wasn't in that much of a hurry. He kissed her belly button, and then unsnapped her bra. She appreciated his mouth on her breasts, but her legs felt suddenly weak. When she sat down on the blanket, he moved to her jeans.These were as much of a struggle for both of them to remove as they had been a struggle for her to get on. A dress would have been better for her present purpose than jeans; but the path they had come required rough clothes..