Baatey karte karte usnee mujhe khaa maine tujhse milna hai…..Maine khaa thik hai usne jagah btaadi or tym btaa diyaa…..Mai bhi chala geya milne…...Maine jab use dekha toh dekhtaa hi reha geya…..Muhh mein laddu futne kag gaye…..Usne saadi daali thi….Sleevless kya lag rahi thi…..Maine khaaa you r so so beautifull and too hot…Usne kha tysm….Maine khaa tum.Toh foto se jyada achi ho..Usne khaa bs karo and uske face par blush saa tha….Maine use khaane ke liye puchaa usnee khaa nahi mainee khaa gol gappe. He just nodded to me and I understood what he wanted me to do. I started going down on him and he and the guy next to me were both rubbing and kneading my ass cheeks. I was starting to feel like a sissy whore and it felt good. My body was still over the lap of the guy next to me when I felt him shifting himself out from under me. I just knelt on the now empty chair and continued to suck the young guys nice hard cock. All of my focus was on sucking the young guy but I could feel the other. Imagine what Graham's going to say inbed tonight! Hee-hee!" Moira turned beet-red at the thought of her clinking her way into their bedroomtonight, her trim, tanned ankles chained for the first time. She wondered what Graham would say. She wondered how it was going tofeel. She also wondered what it might be like to be chained for life --like her friend. The two friends left the little brown paper bag of chain and locks on theseat as they continued a bit more shopping in town, during which time. He looked down triumphantly at the chalk-stained 24kg ball of iron sitting in the grass and grinned. As he paced around to catch his breath and mentally prepare for his squats, he saw a waifish figure on the deck of the duplex watching him.He wiped the sweat from his face with the towel hanging on the fence and squinted up at her. “Hey, Miranda.” “Hi, Mr. Daniels.” She waved awkwardly. Her long black-brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing a small t-shirt that pulled a.