"Hey Nedia I thought you weren't going come." Kate said as she picked Sally up and walked to where Nedia was standing trying to fix her clothes."What'...s wrong?? You look strange." She said pointing at her brown skirt and black jacket. "You got dressed in the dark or what?" she asked trying not to laugh."What?" Nedia asked then looked down at her skirt "oh, I thought it was black!!" Black? It's brown Nedia" You know what; I don't care wearing the wrong color. I was so late I didn't notice." Nedia. I could hear him grunting as his other hand slid from my hip round to my pussy. 'Mmmm drenched' he announced.'Fucking whore, think you can tease me all this time?' He growled 'dirty little slut, i got your cunt now' reaching further round he shoved his entire clenched fist inside my pussy.'FUCK!!' i shouted, and it just made him go harder, his grunting mixed with my moaning, then i felt him unload himself in my ass, his trick of pulling out as he did, covering my ass and back of my skirt in a. The palace specialty was specifically cock, ball, and anal tortures and for women in the chambers, pussy and tit torture as well. For traitors and spies it was worse. For these unfortunates, it was non-stop genital tortures with hot irons, oils, nails, cock and pussy whips and canes, testicle and tit hangings until whatever information needed was gotten and guilt their confessed. Followed by the traitor being forced to watch as each of his balls was removed and his cock sliced off slowly or a. Maine usko pheeche se pakad kar dewwar ke sath satka ke ulta khada kiya taki uske boobs jo ki t shirt ko phadne ke liye tiyaar they dewar ke sath chipak jaye… maine dheere dheere uski t shirt ke uper se uske boobs ko masalna shuru kiya tou wo b mast hone lagi aur beech beech mai mujhe honey bolte hue uksati rahti… maine ek hath uske t-shirt me dala aur sedha hath uski skirt ke ander uski panty me dala… uski chut itni gili thi ki agar apna lund uski choot par rakhta tou bina jhatke ke under.