"Fuck, she bit me." Dana continued to scream. "What the hell are you doing?" I yelled. By then the doors were shut and I could tell we were moving. A ...second guy took hold of me as I was forced into a metal chair against the wall. My wrists were strapped to the arms and my ankles to the legs. By now Dana was also restrained. She was crying softly. The vehicle was dimly lit. Too my left was a wall with a door leading to the front. All the men had gone up front, leaving Dana and myself alone. Or. We are going to help each other, but it’s on my terms or not at all.” I looked at her initial disappointment turn to anticipation and a sly smile.“Well then, what are your terms good sir?” she asked with that smirk and an evil twinkle in her eyes, hand still wrapped in the panties around my cock.I pointed to the sofa chair in the corner of the office. “Sit over there.”She reluctantly let go of my member and sauntered over to the chair swaying her ass in the yoga pants and baggy sweatshirt for. Just the touch of her skin and those silky shorts, sent tingles through my body. That beautiful young skin that I had been looking at all day was 3 inches from my dick. I rolled over toward my wife and put my arm around her trying to get some response from her. She was out cold. I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes. As I lay there I began to think about the girls and how wonderful they looked in those tiny suits. The nylon tight against thier bodys and the oil on their skin shining. Hu sarmai gayo.. (khali natak kar to hato ) mamy bolya ke jo tari marji hoy to hu pan tari sathe evi rite line marva magu chu tem kahi ne mamye mara loda par hath muki didho.Hu ek dam garam thai gayo mara sarir par dhrujari utpann thava lagi mara mamy mane potani baho ma laine mane jorthi dabavva lagya ane mane akha sarir par kiss karva lagya.Hu pan mara mamy ne baho ma lai ne tene gaal ma ane gala ma ,kaan ma, pith par kiss karva lagyo.. mara mamy jat thi maro shert utari nakhyo ane mari chati.