Someone fingers were running through my hair, and what ever my head was laying on it was soft. I looked up and seen a pair of very beautifully, very w...orried eyes looking down at me. When she spoke I thought I died and she was an angel."are you alright?" she asked.I replied "is this heaven?"she laughed a little but it became stifled with a sad look. she said "no. I acedently hit you with my bike ... im so sorry, do you think you'll need to see a doctor?"I replied "no I don't think so" as i got. "We're going to have a talk once I get dressed," the angry man in silk told her as he headed for the far corner. "I'll be in the kitchen. Making you hotscakes!" "Hotcakes?!" he cried. "Yes; a well-fed man is a happier man, an old Hungarian saying says." "Then I won't be any happier! Not the way you cook!" he said, reaching for the closet's handle. The pocket door rolled, and rolled off of its track, and plopped down on the floor beside the bed. Again. Lisa was out of the bedroom, and heading. Maya's stimulated well used pussy lips are out, well used and hanging down! They are easily accessible the slave complex's metal smith positions one her labia lips over the hole punch and by the time she tries to reacts it is quickly punched leaving a clean hole where the soft tender naked flesh had been only moments ago! The pain is sharp and piercing as she reacts with a painful yelp! Before she knows it a silver ring with her ID tag is inserted, professionally crimped and permanently. In fact, it actually feels like so many dicks want to enjoy my delicious body! And you know, I like getting attention!So continuing with my erotic tales. I am going to narrate about how I made out with a complete stranger after continuing my adventures with my husband’s friend Vinod and my ex-boyfriend Kishore.On one fine evening of August, I was busy with my kitchen work and simultaneously sexting with Kishore. My husband was, as usual, was busy with his news channels on the TV. Suddenly, we.