I barely had time before the added blow of being so roughly manhandled made me lose consciousness. Indian sex I licked up from the bottom of his balls to the head slowly coating it in my saliva. “Maybe he’s right, wouldn’t want you squealing to the boss man or having cum leaking out that ain’t his.”
They both left the room and shut the door. “Bend over.” I did as he asked and bent over the table and watched as he strapped my wrists against the table and I felt him lock the wheels. “Whatever, as long as it isn’t traced I don’t give a shit.”
The taller of the two grabbed my arm and led me into the house, It was cold in the house and I was shivering as he led me into a small bedroom in the middle of the house. please, I liked it.”
“Awe, does my little whore want more? He ran the shower head over his hand softly tuning the temperature. “I hardly think that will be necessary right now though. Do what you want to my body but that isn’t yours.”
They glared at me then looked at each other.
