An involuntary flinch contracted my muscles as the cold, wet nose of the Pit Bull pressed its way into the crack of my ass. I gritted my teeth, clenc...hing my rump muscles tightly together. The Pit Bull withdrew, and I breathed a sigh of relief in the hopes that he had given up. But then I felt the claws of his front paws, scratching, tugging insistently at my inner thighs, trying to pry my legs apart. “No!” I called out in protest, but my command went unheeded. I resisted the Pit Bull’s. Tarak:- saab ka kya matlab hai bhideBhide:- are hum ne kabhi sabhi ko iss dress me nahi dekha hai naa o bol raha hu..Tarak:- haaa saach ke rahe ho..sabhi ek se bad kar ek dikh rahi thi.. Achaa ek batao sach sach haa aur ye hamare beech me hi rahe gaa..Sabhi ” haa bataye mehata sahab”Tarak:- kon kon apni biwi ko chodkar dusre ki biwi ko dek raha thaa.. Aur kon kis ko dek raha thaa.. Sach batana.Sabhi ” kyaaa mehta sahab”Tarak:- sach batana..Iyer:- to pahale aap hi bataye ..Tarak:- me to madhvi. He then dressed me: pulling the nylons over my calves, up my thighs and attaching the stockings to the garter belt. He slipped the high heels on my feet, wrapping and buckling the straps around my ankles. Finally, he helped me put my dress on, stroking me as he wrapped the silken fabric around my body. He caressed my breasts through the dress, smiling in satisfaction as my nipples pressed through the material, plainly visible. He asked me to stroll back and forth across the room several times,. I had made an error and now had to suffer and my suffering meant that I would not get it all the way in for a long while and I would be held on the edge of orgasm for a long, long while.My buttocks could feel the wetness building on the sheet beneath me. “Oh, Yes!” I said. “Oh, sweet fucking YES!”Sam giggled and kept tormenting me.“My mother, the whore,” she sadi gently probing occasionally deeper. “Look at you, handcuffed to the bed and writhing in pleasure as I fuck you.”“Yesssss!” I.