Another unexpected thing! Good that I drank blow job a beer before, but anyway, I did not like this. The beautiful girl was so sweet to suck me off, I destroyed her heavenly tongue and now I must piss in her eyes, she must suffer terribly! But the job is a job: without thinking I opened my pants again and took my dick out. Again I lifted her head upward; terrible view with this bleeding tongue hanging out full of needles. While I concentrated me to pee, the cam men oral were filming her destroyed face. I grabbed her face and held her eyes open with my thumbs. I feed my pee coming: I started to spray it on her face and began to babe aim at her eyes. She tried to close them, but because I speared, her eyes open it was imossible. I even felt how my pissing dick touched her eyes. My pee was floating all over her face from her eyes over her bleeding tongue into her open mouth. For a moment I realised the terrible torture of this, but I had to go on. Big Tits Again the same double-sided feelings came into my head. one of disgust and compassion, another was excitement and fun to see how I could do anything I want with these beautiful creatures and kick of slowly destroying them. When I was without pee, I heard 'excellent' in my ears. I pulled my dick back and looked at the close up the cam men made: her swollen eyes full of my urine, her bleeding tongue full of needles hanging out; a mix of sperm, urine and blood was streaming out over her throat to her breasts. Now Yvan gave the next orders: 'Ok Dimitri, now let's do Davina's gym plan: cut of a nipple, Davina will open the mouth of the skinny one and force her to swallow it! So be it: I returned to my place after her and pinched the nipple of Jana's right beautiful tit between my fingers and pulled it forwards. I held the knife under it, ready to cut. I saw how Jana had no more energy, she just waited until it's all over. Now I was just waiting for Yvan’s command to do it. “Don’t listen to this bitch.” he told me, seething with anger. I needed to try that asshole out. The look told her he was very interested; it also showed a lust for her a look she had seen in a very long time. “So sweet. I could tell by the way she rolled her eyes that it wasn't the first time she'd heard the 'fat ol' wife' comment. The card table was a low coffee table, which meant we totally visible to each other. She had been there by 0800 every other morning getting ready and answering questions. "Still too many clothes compared to me." 36- earth 3 ‘So are you guys gonna tell me what that comment was about then?’ Shanisse’s pussy gym felt like a river. In the background, Matt walked past us up to the podium, readying his speech. Shyamala said " see ,what did I tell you about Priya , isn't she a slut " . I was slowly removing my dress one by one like strip tease ,actually , today is my birthday and I was completely dressed in a new costly dress ,it's a gown like the own they used to wear by the actresses who are walking in a red carpet to the film awards . While i was undressing Swapna and Shyamala were talking to each other saying how beautiful the dress I am wearing is and , I was standing in my bra and panties and swapna came near me and said a whore like us should never wear a bra and Shyamala who was sitting in the bed came near me and forcefully took the bra away from my body , I was wearing a black pant which was like a thong . They said Big Tits that my underware is also pretty like me . So babe swapna began getting me ready she made me wear a red color saree the saree was very thin and it's made of very cheap material and she gave me a blouse and its a white one and if you observe clearly you can see that the nipple area can be seen through that . I objected that I cant I wear this , but Shyamala told that the blouse matched the saree perfectly . I said " yeah but my nipples can be seen from oral side ways through the blouse " . Swapna said so what you are woman and everybody knows you have nipples and so what someone sees them they were very beautiful. Please Mistress have mercy on me.” You could have helped prevent all of this. Mrs. Carson’s son had been contacted and would be coming home for the funerals which were scheduled at 11 AM on Dec 26 at the First Baptist Church. Strangely, I barely feel a blow job tinge of pain. Could she do what Viktor described?