Don't think, it's not your place tothink. You are becoming what I am wanting you to be. A receptacle forothers pleasure, only receiving pleasure thr...ough submission." His words were a low rumble, I heard them but was loosing track. My mindwas centring on what his hands where doing. I had played with otherslike this, but never been played. He was expert, his fingers both gentleand rough. I couldn't ignore the way my flesh cupped into his hands in away I had mostly not noticed, or had. That must feel awesome shoving your cock up a hot ass like that."Ahem," said a voice. Mom held up her right arm and looked at her watch.Time was ticking. Time to blow a load and ease the ache in my nutsack.***"You DEFINITELY don't take after your Father," said my Mother watching me masturbate as I began to sway slightly from side to side as I built up a head of steam around my now fully extended rock hard dick.My right hand had gotten into a nice back and forth rhythm as I pounded my meat with. Mae unhe kiss kr rha tha or hath pick kre gand pkd ke faila rha tha.Men unke bra or panty nikal diye an aunty mere samne nangi thin. Men unke boons zor see pina chalu kr diye or hath nihce chut mae srka dia aunty aaaahahahahahahahahahahaha uuahaahhaah ki avaz nikalne lgin mae or zor see oine or chut hilane lga . Fir mene apna lund aunty ke hath mae de dia or aunty ne use pkd lia or zor see hikane lgin men kha aunty hldi se muhh me lo isse or aunty ne trunt usse muh mae lia aunty meri trf nhi. 09:00 I was leading Karen and Paula out of the prison, through many electronically locked doors and bars to the awaiting prison van. Both girls accepted their fate and allowed me, without any trouble to escort them both into neighbouring pods inside the van. Each girl accepted her restraint as she sat on the bench seat and allowed me to feed her leg cuff chain into the floor locking system. This floor lock could only be released by the driver when we arrived in the court prisoner receiving.