He only let my jewels free when we started going down the stairs. Indian sex He thanked Bob and continued with my dick and ass. One of them tried to invade my ass, I am not sure whose hand it was probing my crack. He gasped for air only after his master stood up. “I love your tight ass” he mumbled, “I can feel your bowels stretching, I stretch them, I rub your colon to please you, my boy”. The sadistic master made sure the string was tight enough. I pushed my middle finger in Bob’s half-opened mouth and I savored my index. I realized I was starting to lose feeling of my limbs because of the tight straps and belts. The girl in charge adjusted the knobs triggering a little scream from the couple. He drank half of it within seconds, but I prefer to enjoy my drink, so I took my time. I could see one of them had a butt plug and an attitude for rough play. His cock was hard but not very long, his balls hang low and dangled with each and every of his moves.
