“Oh fuck your tight, ok just relax that’s it.”“Move” I barely whimpered as he whipped more spit around my asshole. “Nah I’m stretching y...ou out. It’ll kill if I don’t d… oh god… I’m sorry it’ll feel good soon. ” He lightly grunted.I moaned feeling his throbbing cock stretching me. My head cleared suddenly and I was fully in the moment. It was here that I finally grasped what we were doing, what I was now. I moved to get up but suddenly he started trusting in to me raising my hips into the air. . Fir aunty ne bataya yeh mere kutte k liye hai. Par mene bola aapke pass toh koi pet nahi hai,, toh aunty ne kaha andar aao. Me andar aa ke sofe pe beth gya. Aunty bhi mere saamne paer pe paer rakh kar beth gai.Or poochne lagi tumhari gf hai, mene kaha hai, toh unhone seedhe mujhse kaha kese khush karte ho use. Mene kaha matal. Toh unhone kaha kese khushkarte ho uski body ko. Toh mene kaha yeh aap kya pooch rahi hai. Toh unhone kaha batao. Mene kaha kese bhi nahi. Atbhi unhone mujhse poocha sex. I pressed my ear to the door’s thin centre panel.Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!The slow, rhythmic beat of the bed head against the wall was impossible to ignore.Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!Well used to listening to the sounds of another man fucking my wife, this new, relentless, almost mechanical rhythm spoke of a body well under control. The pace was steady without being hurried; the strokes long and deep but still fast enough to raise the arousal of any woman on the receiving end.And there could. .. I suppose not,” she answered. “But it would be exciting. Ooooo I wonder if there’s any treasure. There has to be treasure!” she squealed.Nobody moved for a few minutes, while they all looked at the rotting structure.“Well ... are we going in there ... or not?” asked Johnnie Sue.“I don’t think we should,” said Nathan, looking dubious.“Come on,” wheedled Johnnie Sue. “You’re not chicken ... are you?”“It don’t look safe,” said Nathan heatedly.“It doesn’t look safe,” corrected Johnnie Sue,.