.aur wo dhere dheere moan karne lagi…maine us ki gaand bhi dabaiiaur kaha itne time se kahan chupaker rakhi thi ye mast gaand wo boli tumhaare mast ...lund ka intezaar kar rahi thi…Maine use chos chos ke mast kar diya ab wo tadap rahi thi ke mai us ki chut chooson bas maine aaisa hi kiya kya mast soft chut thi us ki wow aaisi chut kisi kisi ki hooti hai itni mast chut….pink lips aur andar bhi mast garam garm…mai us ki chut me apni tongue dal ker choosne laaga aur us ki chut khol ker andar apni. He reaches for the electric prod. If she fails to move faster and harder at the right moment-she gets a zap on a nipple or clit. This also pleases the owner-which is the focus of all of the slave's thoughts, and deeds. The slave has no words, except upon and order pr invitation to speak. Silent and obedient, thinking only of how better to serve the Owner, and if the Owner is not present how better to serve everyone else. The slave is the lowest order. Naked at ALL times. Sold to a country in. Then he slowly pressed her tongue between his lips.Marilyn sighed in delight when her son began to suck on her tongue. The harder he sucked, the more she whimpered with pleasure. When she began to dart her tongue back and forth into his mouth, she could into resist sliding her hands down, around his waist, lowering them to his ass. With her fingers squeezing at the cheeks of her son's ass, she twisted her pelvis into his throbbing hard-on.Donny, encouraged by his mother's hands on his ass. She held me still and pumped her hips up and down on me. Her stomach muscles were flexing, her tits were moving towards her face, up and down. As much as I thought I was fucking her, it was she that was fucking me, there was no doubt about that. At that instant, I squeezed her legs together at the knees, holding her still and I slammed my hips into her as hard and as fast as I could, for as long as I could. She was getting louder and louder with each thrust until she held her breath and put her.