Total PAIN again.=======================================================Now it was my turn. Tommy’s cum ran down her leg. My three Boys had filled... her with three loads.Bent over the fuck bar I watched her quivering. I ran my hand over her bitch ass. How many times had I watched her thinking about this minute. SHE IS MINE. SHE IS FUCKING MINE. I ran my hand over her ass. I bent over and grabbed her tits.Please, no more. Stop. Please. Who are you, why are you doing this.I grabbed her hair. But once!Me: okay. Give me.She take it!Then my heart started to beat fast. She has only hugged me when she was on my bike with me. And this hug felt something quite different. My dick was hard. I was feeling so horny. The smell of her hair made that 10 times stronger. That I bit her on her neck. She cried “Aahh. Vedhanikkunnu da” (ouch. It hurts da). I released my teeth and started kissing and licking there. I knew that it would turn her on. We both were horny and getting on. I felt her warmth.. I was last into ecstasy so not caring my voice. Now he stopped pounding, took out his dick and went two steps back and kept his hand on my spine and bent me little more, now I am half bend and with his leg, he spread my legs wider. No idea what he is doing?He went on his knees and sticks his face in my pussy with his tongue he is licking and using his mouth and eating my pussy as a hungry dog. It felt good and even I am enjoying and lost in what he is doing. His tongue exploring my depths and I. And it seemed that it was chilling her love scenes. Callie Dalbrathe, the celebrated director, could see there was something wrong with her. And now she had been all but thrown off set. It wasn’t as though she was unattractive. She was a frequent cover girl, after all. Back home, in her bedroom with its massive bed and glorious sea view through the wall of windows that opened out onto a sun drenched balcony, she looked at herself in the mirrored wall. She hadn’t lost her looks – she was still.