.kuch daer in ko chatnay k bad main us ka mamoo ko dabana laga abb wo madhosh ho rahe the ik hath main na us ki shalwar main dala us na mera hath paka...r leya ka sab ji nahi ya nahi app mere pote wali jaga par kar laen main abhi kunware hun yahan nahi………ya sun kar mujha hoa ka wah kunware chut main na ussay kaha ka kuch nahi hota main kuch doctors ko janta hun jo tumhaen dobara sahe kar da ga dobara sa kunware ….wo un parh the mere baton mai agaye main na us ki choot pa hath rakha tu wo buhat. She had slipped on a short silk robe when she let me into the house, and then after I had explained my predicament, she offered me a shower and a change of clothes from my sweat dampened running clothes while Santos figures out the solution to my little problem. There was something about Gabrielle, although she was making a suggestion, her offer felt like a command so compelling one feels it best to comply.She walked away to fetch the change of clothes while I waited to be shown the shower. I. An ugly plan began forming in my head that would not only give me plenty of pleasure, but it would also take piggy down another peg or so as well as make her ass fucking a lot more painful than her tiny mind could have ever imagined. I walked around the chair so she could see me. First I cupped her big soft tits and then began squeezing them harder and harder, watching her face begin to react to first the discomfort and finally the pain of having them mauled. I I looked her square in the eye. She would quickly go to the shop, to get the necessary shaving tools for this evening.After supper, the parents of the kids met with each other. They decided to have an evening together, so the kids could play some more. Loesje and I, we could do whatever we wanted for the rest of the day.The look that Loesje gave at that moment, said enough to me. So, not much later, we were in my bungalow together, and I was preparing to shave her pussy bare.To make it easier for me, I made her lie down on a.