He groaned under her mouth and dug his fingers into the flesh of her tit.Finally pulling her mouth away from his, she smiled at him and said, "Don't b...e so bashful, honey. I like it when you touch me." She opened her wrap-around robe, pushed it to the side to expose her panty-covered crotch. "Touch my pussy," she said.He looked at her face and blushed and then he looked down with hot eyes at the bulge of her cunt mound.She chuckled and pushed his hand between her legs until his fingers were on. .! So sweet bhaiyya…i love u too much na…aur mujhe mera haath pakad kar uthaya aur…hag kar liya…maine bhi use tight hug kiya aur ham ek dusre ki baaho me baahe daal kar khade the….Fir maine komal ke naram naram mulayam hotho ko apne hotho me rakh kar chusa…aur uski jibh ko chusa…uske muh se nikalne wali laar…uske thuk ko piya…wo bhi meri jib chatne chusne lagi…aur meri sar par haath ferti rahi…Fir maine komal ki nighty ko upar kiya…aur use utar kar fek di…to komal bus penty aur bra me thi…usne. Twenty or so beautiful women had lined up in a row on hands and knees in the doggy position wagging their gorgeous asses and Dale was moving between them every twenty or so thrusts of his rampant prick. While he had some qualms about having children by women who weren't his life mates, he knew that these women wouldn't be getting pregnant and they had been kept alive simply for his pleasure; and fucking them certainly was pleasurable! Ever since the conversation with his mates, Dale had been. In my pain addled confusion, I wanted- needed to respond to her kindness by pleasing and serving her. But it wasn't long before I felt like I could take no more. I tried to force the words out to try and make it stop, failing pathetically before the barrage of pain. “Please...please...” “Yes, my slave?” The blows stopped, and relief flooded in. Yet as I looked up at her, I saw disappointment in her eyes and I felt saddened by it. I needed to serve her, to please her. Kathy had asked me to. I.