Roma k kehne se woh kuch ruka kyoki roma bhai k liye ek lamba bengan le k aae ab to varun ko moka mila aur woh es bengan ko meri ass hole me daal daal...k andar bahar karne laga me to dar rhi thi ki kahin khoon na nikal jaye lekin roma bahut tez thi aur woh meri chudae karwana chahti thi lekin bhai bhi ek number ka gandu tha kyoki usne meri ass hole me us lambe bengan ko half se jyada hissa tod diya.Ab to meri gaad sach me muskil me thi kyoki ab baki k bengen k hisse ko meri ass hole se nikalna. Do you understand?Whoever wants your cunt can have it, and will do whatever they please with it.You understand? Is that clear enough, my sweet Doris?"Keith squeezed onto the sofa with the girls, and my wife seemed to be totally ina daze, not realising that Keith had put his hand high up on her thigh. Iwatched him inching it upwards, dragging the skirt with him, until his fingersmet the bare skin above Doris's stocking tops. Only now, with her skirt almostup to her hips and bare white flesh. Her breath reeked of liquor and she had a faraway look. I was twenty-two years old, in a strange city, and had few friends. Dances were the only places I knew for meeting women.It was almost midnight, and I had to get up for work the next morning. Walking out the door, a hand grabbed me. Her again. She was afraid. She needed someone to take her home. I felt mingled pity and disgust.Pity won. We made our way down Eighty-fourth Street under the harsh orange glare of sodium arc streetlamps. Where. The massage began again. He began to massage Mishraji’s but. He kept checking with Mishraji if his techniques and massage areas were ok. Mishraji said “ I leave it to your professional discretion. Do what you feel you must”So Darsh then sprayed some oil into his but hole and let it drip don wot his balls. He then began to massage his balls and put hole with the oil. Mishraji was now up on the table bent over with his balls and dick hanging between his legs. Darsh began to massage ever muscle.