Sangita ab nashe me gaali dena start kar di “Chaat meri chut ko haramzade…chaat ke pee le meri chut ka ras kamine…randi ki aulad chat k chod ke ...faad de meri chut aaj…ahhhhhh….motherchod…..ummmmmm” Kuch der baad Aslam apna lund nikala…uska kata hua muslim lund wo v karib karib 9″ ka hoga, usne Sangita k muh me daal diya, magar nashe ki halat me rahene se Sangita chus nehi paa rahi thi….to Aslam ne mujhse kaha ” Koi baat nehi bhai, chuswana kisi aur din”….kahete hi usne apna lund Sangita k muh se. My hands were shaking, and my mind was hazy from how badly my pussy walls quivered in tension. I wanted to bring my hand down and give myself the sweet release. I wanted to rub my clit raw for hours.… But, I didn’t want to do it here… and I didn’t want to play into my inner-self’s wishes. I hugged my hand against the wall, forcing myself to ignore the constantly throbbing slit.I shouldn’t do this.I shouldn’t give in.I shouldn’t…I did. My thighs contracted, not due to my inner-slut, but solely. Whilst I was doing this, my cyber couple switched places and now the girl was kneeling in front of the guy slowly taking his cock in to her mouth. The camera angle was such that you had a good view of her swollen lips glistening with her juices in the light. She played a couple of fingers across her pussy as her other hand held his cock steady. She gently licked and kissed the head of his tool, her saliva making his head shine. Slowly she took his length all the way in and with a long slow suck. HE THEN CHUCKLED AND DREW AWAY FROM ME AND TOOK HIS STANCE BETWEEN MY LEGS MY JEAN SHORTS WERE STILL INTACT WHY I DID NOT KNOW BUT THEY WERE THE ONLY THING THE MAN HAD CUT FROM ME WAS MY SHIRT AND SOCKS. EVEN MY BRA HE LEFT ON. I COULD FEEL THE SILK OF THE CLOAK RUB AGAINST MY INNER THIGHS AND I TRIED TO MOVE BUT WITH THE KNOTS THEY HAD TIED I WAS GOING NO WHERE.I PLEADED WITH HIM TO NOT SOIL MY BODY WITH HIS OWN THAT I WOULD NEVER TELL AND I JUST WANTED RELEASED HE SPOKE VERY SOFTLY AND SAID.