Suri ki juban apne muh me le li or chus ne lagi ,or apne hath mr.suri ki pith par fer ne lagi or apni tango ko mr.suri ke gaand ke dono baju me fashad...iya ,ab jab mr.suri dhakka lagate to kavita ke muh se sirf mmmmuuuhhh mmmmuuhh mmmmmuuuuhhh kare awaz aati q ke mr. Suri ka tarbujh jaise muh or hoto se kavita ka muh ki juban apne muh me le rakhi thi 15-20 dhakke lag chuke the or mr.suri apne pet or bhari sarir ke karn thak chuke the vo kavita ke sharir se utar gaye baju par let gaye jor se. Follow me."Timmy followed Mr. Malloy down to the front door and outside to thefront steps. A couple of men with cameras were standing by chatting toeach other. Timmy looked around to see where he might run to hide fromeverybody. A minute later a long black limousine came up the drivewayand stopped in front of the house. Timmy felt a quivering in his neckand then a feeling of light headedness as if he might faint. Hebreathed in and out deeply. The car door nearest him opened and outstepped. “Naughty,” Arjun grinned down at Nisha, “now lie still like a good little slut.”I felt weak at the knees as it hit me that Arjun was not just going to fuck my wife, his use of the word ‘slut’ seemed to hint that he had other plans for her than a simple fuck. For one moment I thought to step forward and put a stop to events, but a hand on my arm stopped me before I could take the first step.“Nisha went into this with her eyes wide open Ranjeet,” Komilla said softly as I looked at her restraining. " Without waiting for a sign of understanding or much lessapproval, the man moved closer and to the young man's horror he felt howa glob of what felt like cold, greasy gel being forced into hisbutt-crack. He knew what had to come next and the horror of it made himforget everything else and as he felt the man's cock moving in betweenhis ass-cheeks a long and desperate "Nooo" escaped his throat. The manreacted by grabbing him by the throat with one hand and by the ballswith the other and then.