Panzer had already patched her up and it looked like she had been in a pretty big scrape. Her left eye was blackened and her right and left ankle were... in a fresh dressing. Panzer upzipped her jump suit enough to fre her large, perfectly shaped tits and was suckling them as he fucked her. He lapped at the nipples and nibbled them as she lay lifeless. Pretty soon, it was clear that the doctor was ready to go. The hissing he made quickened and then stopped as he pounded her relentlessly, bumping. Ek sip mai aur ek sip ussey pilaya. Ek haath se uskey baari bhaari papitey jaisey boobs ko sehla aur daba raha tha.Glass khatam honey ke baad maine ek haath se uski choot se khelte hue uskey kaano me kaha sweety ab tu meri raand ban gayi hai. Tere gaand ka inogration to kar diya ab choot ki opening ceremony bachi hai. Aur aisa bol ke uskey gaal kaat liye.usney apna sir peechey tikaate hue kaha. Jo karna hai karo aaj se mai tumhari hun. Tum mere pati ho aur mai tumhari patni. Mere poorey shareer. Slowly I developed a good relationship with the Bangalore Family. Everything went well till I entered in third year. Life was normal. It all started on one dark night. I was not feeling sleepy. Slowly I started getting arousal thinking about sex and girls. This was not the first time when I got such thoughts at this hour of the night.But whenever I used to get such thoughts I would use the Internet on my phone, watch porn or just fantasize about something, go to the washroom and masturbate and. I got used to the rhythm of living here. Eventually the novelty whore of. I learned which shower was always cold and with a sad drizzle instead of a powerful beam, I learned which were the good chores and which were the annoying chores. Most of all I liked the sermons, I loved the singing, the monotone chanting, it always made me feel euphoric and humble and small and filled with the desire to serve and submit.***The first time it happened right after the night sermon, I still not sure what.