.Fir unhone kaha aapna top utaro mene dhire se aapna top utar diya or niche muh kar ke khadi ho gayi vo jor se chillaye kal to sharam nahi aa rahi thi... aaj ku aa rahi he samne dekh me me ye sun ke kaap si gayi or unhe dekhne lagiFir vo mere ubharte bhue boobs ko ghur rahe the fir unhone kaha chal bra khol mene dhire se aapni bra utar di or hatho se aapne boobs chupane lagi fir unhone gusse se kaha lagta he tu ese nahi manegi mene kaha plz uncal chod do mujhe unki lal aanke dekh ke meri fati ja. He nods yes and can already hear a few distinct sets of voices, muffled but clearly in agony. One sounds male and the rest distinctly female, but all are definitely experiencing the most horrible pain. The wide stone hallway has many doors, and the gorgeous dominatrix opens the third one on the left. Inside, they stand along the nearest wall; a royally dressed man is standing near the far wall, instructing a torturer between the cries of the young female victim. The young blonde woman. Mistress:My toy is pleasant to look at and to touch,with her slim body,her small and firm breasts,and her long flowing hair.Her skin is smooth,her lips are full,her eyes are dark and large.She is skilled in giving pleasurewith her fingers and mouth,her tongue never tiring;she is devoted to me,willingly caters to my wishes and follows my orders,and she never flinches or pleads,however severe the painfrom any torments and punishmentswhich I hand out to her,for her own educationor that of. "Your going to look lovely in these Moe," she said in a tone that leftno room for comment from me.Ashley slipped my robe off and I stood naked in front of the two women.Ashley lifted the pink lace panties off the bed and knelt in front ofme. She held them for me to step into. Ashley's sweet face, imploringme join her lingerie party was a hard to resist. But it was Janice'ssilent, commanding presence, demanding that I dress like a sexy womanthat I obeyed. I stepped into the panties. Ashley.