Indian Desi Couple Sucking And Using Fucking Cream

He drank half of it within seconds, but I prefer to enjoy my drink, so I took my time. "Don't you like beer?" my friend asked me. "I do, but given the choice, I prefer wine. I see you were thirsty" I replied. "Yes, sir, I still am" he said and winked while he downed the remaining beer. After he left his beer glass on the counter, he cupped my balls and pulling them gently he said, "Let's go downstairs, I want to show you this". He kept pulling me by the balls and I followed him less than a foot behind. I had never been ball-guided before. He only let my jewels free when we started going down the stairs. He pushed open a large wooden door and whispered, "We call this the Dungeon". I could see why. The ambiance was totally different yet as enticing as the one on the ground floor. The air was cool but heavy and carried a quiet feel of isolation and helplessness. The brick walls and the flickering candles, the only illumination available, were adding to this effect. Thick chains were hanging from the ceiling at the far end and more chains were on the floor hanging from two links fixed in the wall. Moans and sighs and grunts could be heard coming from everywhere together with shouts and hissing noises. My friend took the narrow corridor in front of us and waved to me with his hand, "Follow me". We were about to see what was happening in each of the doorless rooms to the right and left of our path. In the first room, a blond woman was kneeling on the floor. A ring around her neck and two more rings, each around her ankles, were connected with short chains to a short iron bar behind her back. Her range of movements was restricted as her body made an arch with both ends, her neck and her ankles, fastened to the short rod. Her hands were holding a long dick and her tongue was paying tribute to its bulbous top. The cock belonged to a naked tall man wearing only a leather mask. Occasionally, he would hold her head and push himself in her mouth until her stomach gave in with convulsions. He whipped her tits with a little whip made of a few leather straps bound together. The helpless slave shook and kept sucking him. The red marks on the woman's breasts were noticeably turning from rosy too red. The man turned around, bent and offered his ass to his slave. Her docile tongue caressed his brown eye and teased the area between his hole and his balls. She pulled his balls upwards and towards his slippery hole until he twitched with pain. He grunted and shouted, "Lick them, bitch!" and she obeyed. Three more women participated in the game, none of them bound by a contraption like the slave's. They were taking turns licking, fingering and playing with the man's genitals. I could see one of them had a butt plug and an attitude for rough indian play. She grabbed the man's balls a few times and pulled them so hard, he almost lost his balance. Little grunts on his part comfirmed he loved his nuts treated like men. One of the girls laid on the floor and offered tongue service to the blond slave's clit. Our RV was barely big enough to accommodate the two of us, with Daddy sleeping in the single tiny bedroom and me using the pull-out sleeper in the couch. I immediately felt the strong stuff hit me. I closed my eyes and let the smoke slip out very slowly through my nostrils. Rekha: "Why did you require indian a whore for this job? What moment would you have that you would break your promise to mom about not smoking that crap? She touched her torso, her waist, her chest where she was surprised to find no breasts to speak of. “What are you suggesting?” I asked her while Siona's moans echoed through the throne room. It instructed her to come to her house, her father had news for her. That was no problem, because our daughter was now married with a couple of girls of her own to a MicroSoft executive of Asian extraction that was worshipful of her. “Ummph… That is two…” Dora naughtily counts. First a squeal and then a grunt and she had me balls deep inside of her. What started as a night of sex and love had turned to one of murder. Guards.’