Sandra could only mumble a protest as, in this position, her legs were thrown wide open and dried, the cloth being thrown away and the hand returning ...to her hair to complete the journey to her queen size bed.The man, satisfied with things so far, decided it was not necessary to tie her hands, and so raised and dumped her unceremoniously onto the bed, her bleeding hand soiling the virginal white linen she liked so much. Using the now sheathed knife, he poked her in the ass, causing her to roll. Fir maine bhabhi ki white colour ki bra utar di aur mein unke bilkul soft mumme dabane laga aur chusne jaab maine unke mumme apne muh mae liye wo siskiye bhar ne lagi aaahhhh ahhhhh aur main unki red colour ki transpernt panty ki upar hath ferne laga aur maine unki panty utar di .. Abh mera samne bilkul nude thi kya mast figure ’36’ ’30’ ’34’ fir main apni jeebh unke sare sarir par ferne laga fir main unki neebhi paar kiss karne laga aur aur apni ungli se unki choot ko chodne laga..Fir maine. "Obey, or face the punishment, Rebecca," said the Commander, in anticipation of the submission of Rebecca.Rebecca began to slowly spread her legs, inches at a time, seeing her reflection in the mirror under her. "More, I must do a thorough search!," said the guard in anticipation of being the first to feel the pussy of this virgin. Rebecca's legs spread further, one foot, two feet, "More," demanded the guard, "spread them wide!," Rebecca's legs were now over three feet apart, but the guard. The olive oil was slick, but thin enough that I could feel every contour of his helmet as it slipped in, so that I knew when the coronal edge was past the closure. “Okay,” he said, “now comes the part that feels a little strange at first. Just stay relaxed and go with it.” With that, Marty slowly pushed the rest of his girth into my bowels, until he was up against my asscheeks. “How is it?” he asked. “Different”, I admitted, “but not bad. There is this feeling of fullness.” “Give it a minute,.