Peter had sat back down on the couch, pulling a struggling Lauren into his lap, and then had performed the most diabolical torture on her. He had begu...n by licking her neck and shoulders, and rubbing his fingers lightly across her body, and he kept this up until she was on the very verge of orgasm, then had backed off. For two hours he had tormented her by not letting her cum, even when she began to beg and cry out how much she needed it. At times he would whisper how it wasn’t nice to send a. Mutilated likethis! Who would be able to help me? Was I on my own? Was I completelyat the mercy of whom or whatever had sent me the e-mail and done thisto me?!?!?After the remaining awkward, silent ride the bus came to a stop infront of my house. Steve reached over and grabbed my arm. "I'm sorry ifI pissed you off buddy. Look; why don't I come over later this eveningafter dinner? We can play X-box or something."I appreciated his offer, but I really didn't feel like hanging out inan "everything. ”The game ended quickly. Steve and I won. Steve asked me if I would like a victory dance and I accepted. Steve took my hand and led me to the dance floor. A slow song was playing on the jukebox, and we ground against each other as we danced.“Mmm, you’re so fucking sexy,” he said as he placed his hands on my ass. Steve’s touch and his words turned me on. I wanted him to continue groping my ass and pressing his cock against me. I could tell it was long and thick and I couldn’t wait to have. Bhabhi boli ab andr chalo. Mene kha chalo,, wo boli utha kr lekr jao// mene bhabhi ko godh me uthaya or le gya andr room me. Bed pr patka or chad gya bhabhik upper kutto ki trh. Chahti laal krdi chat-te chat-te,,, fir bhabhi ka suit nikala ,, bhnco red bra on white boobs,,, ise khte hai jannat k darshan.(lund khda hone lga sb yad krke.) bra utari,, khade nipples. Mja aara tha dekhne me or chusne me to ptah hoga app sbhi ko.Fir ek hath se boob dbaya or dusra muh me lekr chooosa,, bhabhi bs aaaah.