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I just need to fuck the shit out of you. Now step out of these pants!” He is pulling my sweats down and I start to fight but then realize that nothing good will come of it. I sob silently, as I step out of my sweats and let him bend me over the back of the couch until my hands are on the cushion and my bottom is in jawan the air. I look over and Toby is standing in the kitchen staring at me. I am wearing a t-shirt and the white silk panties with hearts, which were the only pare I could find to put on in the dressing room that didn’t have a dildo attached to them. Eddie slaps my bottom and uses a hand to convince me to spread legs another six inches apart. Then he pulls the panties to the side and I feel his cock. I am perversely relieved that it is teasing the entrance to my pussy. He teases my opening a little bit and I am thankful that I am not completely dry when he slides into me. He moans in pleasure and I feel myself involuntarily moisten at the intrusion. His cock is raging hot and even his balls feel tight when they hit my thighs. Eddie withdraws, I expect him to plunge back in to my puss but instead he shifts and spears into my upraised bottom. “Owwww! Eddiee!! You desi asshole!” I yell as he starts jackhammering me, fucking my butt so hard that I feel like I am getting rug burns on the fronts of my thighs from the couch and the force of his cock feel like it is raising my feet up off the floor. I look up and see Toby still staring at me even as Eddie loses it, cumming hard in my butt. I sob and collapse on the couch as Eddie pulls out of my butt. “Thanks Tina. I needed that in the worst way!” I feel Eddie slide my panties back into place. I Bhabhi stand up and look furiously for my sweats. They are a couple of feet away and as I pull them back on, I yell at Eddie. “That is not ok! You cannot rape me in front of my brother! You need to promise me you won’t do that again!” She buzzed me in Bhabhi and I bounded down the halls until I came to her apartment. Sumis stared gravely into Ishtar's eyes jawan as his form began to shimmer and evaporate. His hand rested well below her waist side and he kept squeezing her generous flesh in soft comforting strokes. Master went over to the monitors, turned one of them to Sarah's room, and turned the video on. “So, what do I do then?” She asks. No refusals. It lifted its head, those cruel, hooking mandibles opened wide. “What do you mean; pull my own weight?” I sat up the video camera on the tripod looking into the coffin from the feet end and turned it on. My eyes soaked up the vision of her nudity like a dry sponge, my cock began to morph. The thought of having him in my mouth always made me wet. I layed back in utter ecstasy feeling this guy cock ram his cock in and out of me taking hard stabs with each thrust he was fucking me so hard the bed was wobbiling up and down banging against the wall I don’t know what was louder my moans or the bed banging. So when he got back he sent her a picture of his back as he was going into some tropic ocean. Amit looked quite naughty as he toyed with her gently. He really wasn't bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her tits into his hands. She took me by the hand and desi led me into the room with the couch and the TV; which was turned off. Could you dry these for me?” I told her I’d throw them in the dryer while she helps herself to pizza.