Bulki woh aik ihasas tha ki buchari sub ki seva kerti hey aour akhir mien yahan aa ker band ho gaye thi.Meri samjh mien nahien araha tha ki kiya keroo...n.Phir mien ney socha jub fal pak ker khud hi meri god mien aa raha hey tu mien ker bhi kiya sakta hoon! iskey siwa kiya ho sakta hey key isko samjhaown key ager mujhs ey chud gaye tuKahien badnam na ho jaye aour shadi ki akheri umeed bhi jati rahey woh usi trah sakhti sey merey galey sey chipki howi thi mien ney uskey ser per chuma deker kaha,. ? After that, I was too busy screaming to worry about it, and so I was gagged. ?Face down,? she warned as the black rubber ball went in and the straps found their way behind my head. ?I know that little trick too,? she said into my ear. ?That if you kepe your head up, you can?t get it quite as tight. Already trying to cut corners, huh?? The taws was different, less pop and more bite. The stiff leather wrapped and snapped and found all of the really tender places the paddle had. She had a purple bra that was barely containing her mounds. Gianella didnt move slowly, she reached around to find the hook of her bra, and as soon as it unsnapped she pulled her top off. I whistled, because those teenage tits were divine. They were not quite as brown as the rest of her, a bit of a tanned cream color, perfectly smooth and soft and just big and fucking around. Her areolas were deep reddish-brown were round, and her nipples were hard, and stuck out almost an inch. My eyes were. The race was on. the two husbands armed with chalk boards ticking off the numbers of issues each woman had received and how, and from how many men, the men entered the respective bedrooms as their predecessor came out to rest. For the women realisation came when the second pairs came to them, and it became one continuous round offhand jobs, sucking and fucking, the first few being fun, then it became more mechanical, as slowly the afternoon ground on, neither woman wishing to give in first,.