Each time I tried to resist or move I was spanked hard. And then he spoke in a deep guttural whisper. ' Don't you fucking move or I will call in my t...o friends in the garden. They're just outside the window. One shout for me and your cunt is going to be theirs. And don't you fucking think for a second that I won't do it.” I nodded then lay still. Lying flat on top of me his thrusts became quicker as he bit into my neck, then my back causing a sharp pain and then tugged my hair with his. The bathroom door was open. The sound of water and the fan were drowning out all other sounds. I could see Fred behind the closed, slightly steamed glass shower door lathering his body with soap. From what I could see his body was nearly perfect. No chest or back hair. A six-pack, built from his years of running track, lifting weights, and racing mountain bikes. Strong looking legs. Brown hair. And a 6’1, 185lb body with little to no body fat. I couldn’t figure out why anyone would leave a bod. " As I quietly closed the front door I removed my shoes and tip toed to our bedroom. The door had been left slightly ajar and I could see our bed. There was a large chocolate brown guy hovering over my wife. I recognized him immediately. It was Darren our personal trainer from the gym! Barb had recently told me that she was starting to fantasize and it was about him. She loved the way he filled out anything he wore. He was bald and had big eyes with luscious lips. A big muscular figure that had. Mene b kaha haa chalty h. Hmny apni nani ky yaha jaany ki sochi hmari nani ka ghar mere ghar se 10km ki doori py hi h. To mene mom se kaha to mom boli ki thik h apni sister ko b leja or tm dono chaly jao .Mene bike nikali or dekha to seenam mere samny chust jeens pehan ky khadi thi backside se usky chutar aese lag rahy thy ki abhi lund ghusa du. But mene jyada dhyaan ni diya or bike bahar nikali.Meny seenam ko bola tu mere pichy dono taraf per karky baith jaa taki appi thik se baith jayengi jb.
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