I return to his embrace, his stocky build and hard hands; his creamy jade eyes and shock of blonde hair falling about his shoulders. I return to our l...ittle house nestled in the foothills, beneath the village. I return to the bosom of our families, to overseeing crop cycles and managing their sale to co-operatives across the Old Border. I return to being pinned to the white linen of our marital bed, my legs splayed as I am impaled on his cock, our bodies colliding as I am fucked into oblivion.. Nothing tender about it, just a primal assertion of power over me. My body ached to be abused in that way by him. Yet her style seemed far more intriguing. More careful, mixing pain and pleasure to break down her prey's resistance, confusing their senses until they were hopeless, lost in a maze of sensations. Then, when they were ready, making them not just want, but need and beg pathetically for whatever she wished. The way she spoke of punishing and rewarding her toys to bring them to that. Teenon 18 saal ki ho chuki thi,is liye ye swabhavik bhi thaHamare school ki ladkiyan chulbuli bhi hn aur unme khulapan bhi h. Iska mein khud fayada leta hun aur bajdafa mere dusre dost-mehman bhi.Aakhir is me bura bhi kya h, kyonki jo bhi hota h vo vayask ladkiyon ki marji se bhi hota h.Jab mene dekha ki kishori, pinky aur ninni sex ke bare me kuchh aur janana chahti hn to mene unhen apne kaksha me bula liya.Ye mera private room tha jisme sabhi prakar ke sukh sadhan mojud the.Ye teenon ladkiyan. It was very rapid movement. No question this was not something new and they know what each other wanted. They finished without any great fanfare, but they were all smiles. Mom pulled over a loose sundress and the two older had the same matching. As they got ready to go the youngest never dressed, mom gave her a kiss bucked her in, and stood briefly touching her young nipples, and inspection. She also took her hand over her bottom checking there too. She smiled and gave her mom another kiss..