Sandra downed her glass in one and poured herself another, she was well and truly gone, that last glass of wine had pushed her over the edge. I sipped... away at my drink whilst watching the video, it was another of the bondage films, this time a man was being tormented, I wondered if he had been taken the same way that I had, the video looked home-made so it was possible. As we sat there laughing away the other people in the room slowly left, I'd finished that first drink and was feeling very. I apologize if you didn’t like it”. She said “it’s OK bhaiya. Your urine isn’t that bad”.I said,” Now come here Sapna. Let’s do the next step”. She understood what I meant. She lay close to me. Her naked body was good to be observed at. Her young and fresh tits and her silky thighs all belonged to me. I got on top of her with my chest pressed against her breasts hard and my cock hanging just below her pussy crack. I was kissing her lips and at the same time positioning my cock inside her pussy.. Beneath it all, bogged down by the weight of the other colors and shades until it traced the very edge of the horizon was the blotted purple of an aging bruise. The setting sun cast long shadows through the rocky landscape cast off by the many rock formations. They shaped mismatched pillars, resplendent with all forms of harshly cutting edges and protrusions of prickle-pointed outcrops, looking all the world like malformed limbs and jaggedly shattered bone. Lounging on a flat, broad rock set. Hands grabbed my shoulders, head, hips. Spankings rained down as I was used without mercy, cocks of different colors and sizes moving around me. Every time one left a hole empty, a new one immediately replaced it. "Yeah, you're just as hungry as you were last time, whore. You're gonna be seeing me at the truckstop again." Mmmm just as tight as before at the theater, worth every penny." Damn, slut, you're gonna squeeze my cock off, they weren't lying about you on that livestream."The comments.