The silence that followed was broken by a metallic clatter when Grigori’s heavy belt-buckle hit the floor. Dmitri followed his lead and pulled off tunic and trousers; both men stood before her unclad save for boots and dog-tags, their pricks standing proud and engorged. She eyed them hungrily until Grigori swung his open hand brutally onto her cheek with a tremendous clap. She gasped and reddened, but swiftly raised her head again to welcome another blow. “You will not enjoy this” he spat. “This is no lovers’ game. We are about to torture you beyond your limits. You will break down”. “This is the end” she sighed. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face to his groin. “Use your mouth well” he ordered, presenting his stiff cock. “I will be first to bugger you, so make me wet if you don’t want to be torn”. Her fingers wrapped delicately around the shaft and she looked deep into his eyes before pressing a gentle kiss to the underside of the head with softly pursed lips. “Defiance!” he barked. “You will pay dearly for that decision”. Meanwhile, Dmitri had taken his place on the edge of the camp-bed, leaning back on his elbows with his legs spread and his crotch thrust forward. “Crawl to me” he rumbled, and Anastasiya humbly dragged her bloodied form over the bare floorboards. Wrapping his strong fingers in her hair Lesbian he pulled her slowly but firmly to her feet then guided her hips over his so that she was positioned astride him. He paused and regarded her with narrowed eyes. From thighs to throat her white flesh was patterned with a mesh of welts and bruises. Her cunt lips were an angry red and spotted with blood where the barbs had bitten into her, but still dripping wet and gaping. He pulled her down and she impaled herself on his erection with a grateful sob. “Excuse me”. Carissa interrupted the story. “I have finished your right, Dmitri. Can you move the fingers”? He turned, and his shoulder flexed. “It is good” he replied, “everything I expected”. She shifted her stool to begin work on the other hand, and he continued his story. “I held her down on me, grinding our hips together very slowly, and she wrapped her arms tenderly around my neck. I sensed that she was about to cry out for more when Grigori seized her arse and stabbed his prick deep inside it in one, brutal thrust. We had shared a girl once before, in our student days, but that had been a slow and gentle opening and she sang out with pure lust the whole time. This was different. Anastasiya shrieked like a forest demon, shaking violently and tossing her head so that her hair and face were just a blur. When she japanese fought to catch her breath, the room was filled with the clatter of the bed frame on the wooden floor rattling under the weight of Grigori’s fierce assault. His fingers dug into the flesh of her slim hips and he pounded like a steam hammer; I could feel him inside her, driving violently to and fro”. His eyes tall smiled above the mask. “What?” Talk about “three’s a crowd” well we had a crowd and a dog and a serious turn off but I didn’t say anything and we were at the beach, parked on a low cliff but where I could hear the waves and the mewlling gulls with their piercing Lesbian cries. Besides, in utmost ecstasy, we were hurling dirty and slang words at each other. We finished around the japanese same time. My eyes opened wide in shock – this couldn’t be happening. She moved toward me. That self-confident, arrogant look has returned to the woman. “Are you sure?” Jackie asked. So, she had no choice but to let the dog take her. “I'm going to be busy shopping and buy you a whole new wardrobe. “Thanks, dad.” I smiled at him while he kept driving. God... It was hot and wet, but not as tight as the girls in high school I was so horny I could have fucked a knot hole in a tree. And squirted viscous fluids all over her breasts. Sixty-two was a negative result with respect to having a noticeable G-Spot, and her external genitals showed only modest signs of arousal. I let her sleep for a couple hours and it was getting near lunch time. He popped his whistle in his mouth and tweeted at her, then shouted, “Get your swimming suit on!” This only caused more people to stop and stare. “I’ll think about it.” Somehow that was less attractive. “See, no one’s looking. Arlene was gyrating on the dong simultaneously. They unlaced their shoes and removed their socks after enterig the house. tall She drove me wild. Yet it was her sudden question part bribe that stopped me in my tracks I had certainly blown my wad in short order. I was so horny and ready. “I never knew!