In the distance I could hear a car coming. Forgetting she was a living being I threw her into the back of the van on top of the mangled bike, slammed... the doors shut and sped off. For the next twenty miles I drove carefully, trying to calm down and thinking what to do next. It would simplify things if she died in the van. I pulled over and phoned the office to say I would be going straight home that evening. Looking into the back of the van I could see her body straining as she whimpered,. .ki nahi ?’‘Bedardi se Pelkar poochhte ho maja aaya…Apni Bibi ko aise pelna to…tab dekhungi….’she cried.I grabbed her chuchis and started stroking. First, slowly, then fast…faster…faster…In every forward stroke of mine she was pushing her chutads back in order to take the whole Lund in. Now I grabbed her meaty chutads in my palms drawing her closer while driving the Lund in. She was puffing and screaming-AAHH…AAHHH…OHHH…OOHHH….CHODO… CHODO …CHODO…CHODO…MAIN… GAYEEEE…MAA…REEE…She had come up. "We're so sorry that we made Gustav do all the work and get sore, we got a bit carried away, and didn't want to stop once we had started. But we really enjoyed it, and we'd like to do it again, if you don't mind?" Vee, you said that with a bit of planning I could probably have sex a dozen times in twenty-four hours. Gustav on his own certainly isn't going to survive that; I nearly wore him out last time, but now that we seem to have cracked oral sex as an alternative, we might manage something.. What else was she supposed to be, dressed the way she was?The other hand now finally released Jess’s throat and he moves his pants to one side to allow his bare cock that has started to produce lots of pre-cum to touch her tight dry asspussy. “Fuck” is what Jess is thinking, he doesn’t know her butt hole needs lube for a smooth comforting fuck. Her eyes glance towards the lube bottle she had left on the side table by the bed. She isn’t sure if he saw it there when he came in or he is.