He shifted , embarrassed, as his cock betrayed him and began to engorge. Noticing the bulge forming, she smiled down at him and rubbed herself several... times along its length. ‘Hold still,’ she said, ‘You’re breaking my concentration.’ ‘You’re not doing much for mine,’ he quipped in reply and relaxed, content with the movements she made as she dipped the pens in the inkwell. So distracted, the time passed quickly and the pain became almost pleasurable. Finally, she paused above him, nodded, and. Whether she now holds at night the same young man she fell in love with who went to war five years earlier, I do not know. Being still little more than a boy with not a hair on my chest at the time, I saw nothing of his soul pain but only the heroism of deeds boldly done and the glory of war and vanquishing of all of his foes. The next time the recruiting drummers came to our remote highland village, I was one of the first to sign my name and volunteer, nearly two years before my obligatory. I see that ki wo ladki bhi wahin mere bagal me aa ke khadi ho gyi and kehne lgi kya me yahan baith sakti hun…dosto uski aawaz itni pyari thi ki koi usse mana nhi kr sakta me toh use apni godi me bhi baithane ko tyar tha..Maine kaha han aap baith sakte ho and fir wo kehne lgi aap bahut acha dance krte ho..Toh main kaha sach me kyun mazak krte ho..Usne kaha nhi sach me aap kafi acha dance krte ho..Fir humari baate shuru hui..And uske naam ritika(changed name) tha..Ritika-aap kahan se hoMe-me. Her face changed to a smirk than a glint in her eye ,she said , so you like fucking your ass do you, dont move, and left the room .After she been gone a while and getting randier i reached around and began to work the toy up my hole getting faster and faster as the lust began to grow i was really going for it when she walked back in, and spanked my bum hard calling me a kinky dildo whore,wow my wife had come to play and taking some cords and scarves she tied my wrists to my ankles then my knees.