Mun semti bhaujanka upare soipadili. sedina rati sara mun bhauja nku gehun thaye praya gilase kande bija bhaujanka biare dhalithibi sedina ratire pura... haliya hei duijana nagala heiSoipadichu, dina asi 8ta bajilani mun uthipadi ki dekheki bhauja semti nagala heiki padithanthi au se kichi nisare thai kahuthanthi mun janigali ki madanisa ta chadijaicji but vanga jou khaithile 2tankara seta kuadejiba.Ahuri khusi hoi mun bhaujanka dudhaku chipili augote hataku nei bia ku gasili bhauja khali gann. The next 3 hours are a continuous rotation of dicks recharging and fucking my ass and mouth. I switch positions halfway through because I simply love being spitroasted for some reason.Around midnight, while everyone is recharging and thinking about the amazing ground we've just broken, Mike says, "Have you ever tried shoving two dicks up that fat ass of yours??" Uuuuuuuhhhhh I honestly haven't." It should be said that Mr. H's dick was practically the size of a small fist anyway so my ass was no. I can hear you just fine. Your collar has a delicate microphone. If you speak, even quietly, I can hear you. Now: Are you looking forward to the movie?”Marta swallowed, “I guess?”Sir chuckled. “We’re going to have a lot of fun, aren’t we?”And my dress turned from black to white. It was still opaque, but obviously, it didn’t need to stay that way.I decided I’d better say something, “I’m, uh, looking forward to it?”The dress turned black again. The people behind me started whispering. Clearly,. It was a hit to my male ego. “And how am I supposed to take that?” It was a stupid question, but all I could think of at the time. “It’s not a criticism. Please don’t take it that way. It’s a suggestion; an idea; something we can consider adding when we play.” Sandra could phrase it however she wanted. The bottom line was that it was not just something that we could consider adding. And it was not just a suggestion. It was something that she wanted; something she needed; something that was.