Teased by the lips and tongue of Zonja, Johnny's cock strained against the vibrations and constrictions of the ForceRings that simultaneously coaxed him towards orgasm, while also not allowing him to do so
. “Maybe I'll fuck your girlfriend in the ass while she's watching our Queen fuck you in the ass ?” Zonja taunted, one last stab at what was left of Johnny's male pride and further inflaming Lucinda's arousal.
. I then passed a loop of rope around her midriff and tied both ends of that to the foot-board, effectively immobilising her upper body. ‘OH BOLLOCKS – this’ll be the Sikh Mafia then …’ I peeked through the curtains, giving me a view over the porch, and was astounded to see – not a bunch of Kirpan-wielding lunatics, as I half-expected – but Anjitna (or Anji) – the friend of my Rundi who I had ‘saved’ from her arranged marriage the previous week
Teased by the lips and tongue of Zonja, Johnny's cock strained against the vibrations and constrictions of the ForceRings that simultaneously coaxed him towards orgasm, while also not allowing him to do so
. “Maybe I'll fuck your girlfriend in the ass while she's watching our Queen fuck you in the ass ?” Zonja taunted, one last stab at what was left of Johnny's male pride and further inflaming Lucinda's arousal.
. I then passed a loop of rope around her midriff and tied both ends of that to the foot-board, effectively immobilising her upper body. ‘OH BOLLOCKS – this’ll be the Sikh Mafia then …’ I peeked through the curtains, giving me a view over the porch, and was astounded to see – not a bunch of Kirpan-wielding lunatics, as I half-expected – but Anjitna (or Anji) – the friend of my Rundi who I had ‘saved’ from her arranged marriage the previous week
Teased by the lips and tongue of Zonja, Johnny's cock strained against the vibrations and constrictions of the ForceRings that simultaneously coaxed him towards orgasm, while also not allowing him to do so
. “Maybe I'll fuck your girlfriend in the ass while she's watching our Queen fuck you in the ass ?” Zonja taunted, one last stab at what was left of Johnny's male pride and further inflaming Lucinda's arousal.
. I then passed a loop of rope around her midriff and tied both ends of that to the foot-board, effectively immobilising her upper body. ‘OH BOLLOCKS – this’ll be the Sikh Mafia then …’ I peeked through the curtains, giving me a view over the porch, and was astounded to see – not a bunch of Kirpan-wielding lunatics, as I half-expected – but Anjitna (or Anji) – the friend of my Rundi who I had ‘saved’ from her arranged marriage the previous week