Hum Punjab ki ladkiyo me sex toh koot koot kar bhara hota hai. Par kya karen humari shadi aise chutyie se ho jati hai.Jis me jara bhi dam nhi hota. Sa...ch kehun jese humare Punjab ki Sunny Leone uchal uchal kar khud apni gand me lund leati hai. Wese Punjab ki har ladki karna chahti hai. Par hume itna damdar lund milta nhi, isliye humare sapane adhure reh jate hai.Jab meri shadi hui toh main shadi ki pehli raat par hi bahot nirash ho gyi thi. Mere pati ka lund toh 5 inch ka tha. Par wo unka lund. Bill called Saturday right after lunch, wondering if Matt had any plans for next week.“Just the usual. I plan to write, and the girls have school. Jodi and Laura will be here with me during the day.”“With the number of tips CC has given us, we’ve got at least a dozen major raids planned for next week and could use some help with interrogations,” Bill explained. “If you can help, we can send Roger to do interrogations for the eastern half of the country.”“Go for it. Jodi and I can do. You stir and roll onto your side and I slowly walk around the bed and look at your breasts and ass and pussy. I take out some silk scarves and slowly tie your ankles together and then your legs just above the knees. You keep sleeping. I pull your hands up over your head and tie them together to the headboard.You begin to stir but then sink back into sleep. I move your legs so that they are bent at the knee and I can see your pussy and ass from behind. I take out some astroglide, wet my. I tell you to say kneeling in front of me. Taking my tossed panties I rub them on my wet glistening pussy I hold them up to your quivering nostrils. I ask you , in a strong stern voice "Is this what you want?" " you like the scent of my cunt". Still you don't answer me, I bring my hand up and slap you across the face. I take the my panties and rub them all under your nose and in hard voice i say "Is this what you like, the cunt smell!!" you break and admit it.I pick up my crop and go sit in my.