Mene apne land se 1 halka jhatka mara to mere land ka topa uski choot me chala gay zoya ko dard bohat horaha tha lekin uske mu me billay ka land hone ...ke karan wo chlia nahi parahi thi or choot itni tight thi ke land ander hi nahi ja raha tha mene land bahir nikal ke choot ko chat chat ke apne thook se bhar dia or apne land par bhi thok laga lia . Ab mene rakhte hi sath jhatke lagana shroo kardie meri behan chekh nahi sakti thi lakin dard ke mare uski ankho me ansoo aagay the 4 5 jhatke marne. The pig squealed and fell to the ground, thrashing around wildly. Rachel was quickly on it, and with one slash of her knife cut its throat. The blood spurted over her muscular thighs as she grasped the creature tightly until it grunted its last.She was just about to pick up the corpse when she felt something brush against her left ankle. She glanced down and saw a thin loop of pale green vegetation wrapped around her ankle. Irritated, she shook her leg to dislodge it, but to her surprise the. . she starts to cry partway through her soaping, tears running down her scrunched up face as Bridget finishes up. "Aw, there we go... don't worry, sweetheart, tears are a natural part of your punishment." Bridget coos, pulling the soap out and setting it aside. "Okay, hold it in for a moment, don't spit. Are you going to use bad words while you're punished, sweetie?"Abby shakes her head vehemently in response, still sniffling and crying, and Bridget ruffles her hair affectionately."Good girl.. The way he spoke...as degrading as it made me feel seemed to resonate within me. Adam saw me in my confusion and took the opportunity to continue chastising me. "It's ok to want to suck it...it is a natural thing that you have been conditioned to do since birth. It's ok to find your place at my feet...there are some guys, like me, that are meant to have their cocks worshiped...and there are some guys, like you, that are meant to be lowly cocksuckers. You're not the first guy who thought he was.