Desi aunty (20)

She felt a finger hook aside her panty string and line up a swollen dick for penetration. He pressed himself inside her and she wiggled her hips, so eager she was to be double penetrated again. When he bottomed out she froze in a long, low moan of satisfaction, her year-long desire finally sated. She couldn't see the second man motion to the third man, and didn't notice him getting off the bed and leaving the room. All her thoughts were of cocks and fucking, being manhandled and double-penetrated, wondering if she would be triple-penetrated again and hoping it would last forever. The men chuckled at her eagerness when she started bucking back and forth between them, alternately bottoming them out in her pussy and her mouth. She smiled to ass herself and moaned to let them know she was enjoying herself. For a few minutes they enjoyed themselves in her eager body, and she rode the edge of an orgasm as they rode her slowly to make it last. Finally the front door creaked, though she was too engrossed to hear it, and the men pulled out. Holding her by the shoulders and hips they guided her big to the edge of the bed and she willingly followed them, excited to see where they would lead her. She swung her legs off the foot of the bed, stood, and holding out her chained wrists for them to do with her as they would. They strung her up, securing the manacles to the top of the tall bedpost so that she stood on tip-toe and her arms strained as high as they could go without hurting. Then they chained her ankles around the back of the bed footer with Fucking another set of handcuffs so that she had to keep her knees spread to maintain balance. That's when she heard them enter, and it was more than just the one who left. A few men entered and then a few more, getting undressed around the room and murmuring to each other. She couldn't tell how many there were now, but she thought there were at least eight. She swallowed hard. This tits was more than she had bargained for, and she could feel a roomful of eyes on her as she hang helplessly restrained on the corner of her own bed. One of them stepped up to her and ran his hands up her sides to her neck, groping her breasts as he passed them. She was too stunned to help him as he hooked her dress up over her head and let it fall, hanging on her hips but revealing her pussy bikini-clad torso to the room eliciting another ripple of murmurs. I DIDN’T KNOW. I could hear snoring in one corner. I then told him, “When you left the bathroom, Henry came in and fucked me twice. Nana returned to bed and began furiously finger fucking her pussy while thinking about her brother. Can you do it?" I actually laughed. Of course." The client had desired that she looked like a high profile socialite. She thrashed and shuddered. I thrust deep into her snatch, her tail twitching across my tits. Loretta was nervous for the job interview, awakening earlier ass tits than big normal that day, sprucing herself up with makeup and perfume and of course sensible clothes to Fucking impress - not too sexy. So the reason mom didnt get a career as a model is most likely the fact my dad intervened and i guess u can say i was the one to blame pussy for everything, tho mom never said anything to anyone about it, i think she does feel some regrets for not making it as far as she could have, but she also feels tremendous amount of love for us, and we do feel same for her. But, it was too late. This is stinky!” “Put your underwear back on while your pussy is still dripping. The bed was slick with all the cum that had leaked out of her, and she could tell without looking that she was splattered all over with it. The judges' seats were at the front with the audience behind them. You said you were saving it for someone special.” We sat on the tables outside and I could feel all our cum dribbling out of me. When I got up to leave I saw a couple of drops that had escaped and dripped through the gaps in the bench. I had my third orgasm of the day courtesy of his fingers.