It’s residence in a prison of our own design, creation, and construction. Held down under water. Told what to do. Told what to think. Disguised, as ...for our own good. Digging our own grave. One grave is dug after the other. It’s under the tale of comfort and non-struggle. Calling out a name for position. Freedom and bravery are not enough. Need to respond negative to it all.debate and debacleBury the silence. Dig up loud speech. Speak out against the problems a plenty. Take caution. Identify. I moan as he breaks the kiss to start kissing his way down to my breast. Gently licking and kissing my nipple. I moan at the pleasant torture. He finally takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks gently. Oh my! I’m in heaven. It feels so fantastic, I never want it to end. I’m running my hands over his head down to his shoulders, rubbing and stroking his back. As he moves to apply his sweet torture to my other nipple, I run my nails down his back. He groans with pleasure. He slides down the bed. Aaaah aaaah …. Yeaaa …. Yesss ….. Aaaah aaah …. 5 min mein hi uska dard kamm ho gya aur wo apni gaand utha uthakar mera sath dene laggi.Maine uski taango ko apne kanndho par rakha aur fir tabadtodd chudayi shuru krdi ….. Simmi aaaah aaaahh baby …. Aur karo …. Aaaah aaaah aaaaahhh oooo yesss baby….Chodo mujhe aur chodo …. Yessss …. Aaaaah aaaah …. Krne laggi. Mera josh aur badd gya aur maine aur teji se simmi ko chodne lagga. Simmi ki awaajon se saara kamra goonj rha tha…..Aaah ouuuuu …... She did. I knew it was time to play with Ritika again. I made him sit back on the chair and watch while I had fun with his wife. Removing her panties. We kissed and I began to kiss her all over working my way down to suck and lick her tits and wet pussy. I got her off several times using my hands and mouth and combinations of them. She said her wimp of the husband never knew how to do the things I was doing to her. Finally, it was time to fuck, she was sloppy wet!!!I ordered the husband to.