.my lower pussy lips now open and ready to receive him as I felt him enter me...with a slowness that I found so exquisitely consuming." Oh Paul..." I ...moaned out his name again as his penis began moving in and out of my body, my arms going around him and drawing him tighter to me, his lips with a hunger of its own kissing me everywhere...my neck, my breasts, my ears, my face...my throat...his voice a sound not unlike a hungry a****l, grunting, snarling...feeding on my body seemingly with. It was like a dream for me.Aunty came into the bedroom and told me “fuck me like a husband fucks his wife on their first night”. Then I insisted her to come like a bride then I will fuck you that way. After 15-20 minutes, OMG I was mesmerized by the face of aunty.She did a light makeup put a light brown lipstick with kajal and mascara, opened her hair from her bun, wore a red saree below the navel. Her stomach was clearly visible from the net of the saree. And due to the heavy boobies a giant. He had laid her out on the floor and spread her legs wide, her pink pussy taking in all of his hard cock. "are you getting wet?" the soldier asked her. "yes you like that don't you whore? look at your husband watching me fuck you. watching you enjoy it "he told her. Marina's mother was so overcome with her shame she couldn't even look her husband in the face. her husband wanted to fight for her, but was being held at gunpoint. it was so hard to watch his wife getting fucked so thoroughly. the. There were wide leather belts, various lashes, some crops and paddles among the somewhat ominous group. I released my grasp on the metal rings and began to explore more of Chad’s little dungeon. I noticed a burgundy leather sofa against another wall. There also appeared to be several sconces located around the room which held large wax candles. The floor was mostly bare concrete but did have one white shaggy rug. Upon the wall directly perpendicular to the metal rings was a large framed print.