Indian Bihari Bhabi Fucking Her Husband
She came rightup to me until I could smell the sweat from her long ride and she patted mybehind. "But why is she dressed? Shouldn't our whore be more accessible, especiallywhen a fucking might be desired, like after a meal, or a long ride." She grinnedat me, wolfishly. My knees suddenly felt very weak. I looked instinctively at Otrere. Butshe just nodded and said, "Do what Omphale wants." Humiliated, I slowly removed my clothing, feeling their eyes upon me aseach new area of flesh came uncovered. "Not as sensuous an act as a dancing girl in Cremona," joked Omphale, "butshe'll do." With that Omphale grabbed what looked like a wooden phallus in a harness – Ihad never heard such things existed -- and strapped it to her pelvis. She advancedon me and pushed down on my shoulders bringing me to my knees, the wooden phalluspoised in front of my lips. It was obvious what she wanted of me and, I amashamed to say, I was too scared to refuse her. I took her phallus in my mouthand began to. Every muscle in her body franticly contracted in a futile effort to escape the thin steel rod pushing deep into her meaty breast. Though it felt like hours to Jenny, it was only seconds before the needle was completely buried in her breast, the syringe resting on top of her tumescent nipple. She watched in horror as her father thumbed the plunger, and pressed down on it. Her tit flesh burned inside the taught skin of her rounded breast mound and her scream heightened in pitch. The flame persisted even when her father withdrew the needle and began to refill it. A red drop of blood erupted from the tiny hole in her nipple, as her father reached across her chest and grabbed her other breast. By now, Jenny was nearly hysterical. DADDY PLEASE, NOT AGAIN! PLEASE DADDY, DONT DO MY OTHER TITTY! she screamed in terror. Her father ignored her, plunging the needle deep into her fleshy mound. Again, her eyes watched in stupefied horror as the steel rod pushed through her nipple and into her.
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