She tried to scream from the excruciating pain in her throat and back side. She jerked and thrashed in her suspension as they continued to torture her... Finally she fainted going lifeless as she hung upside down. She came to draped face down over a low short bench, her body hurting like it was on fire. Her wrist are tied to anchors in the floor each side of the bench, her ankles tied to a spreader bar exposing her ass and cunt. Her pussy opened like a flower in bloom. She felt a wide leather. All agreed we carried on drinking and I went up to my bedroom not sure if my cousin or which one of his friends was going to share with me. He politely knocked on the door and came in, my heart started beating fast realizing it was my cousin’s friend Aman sharing my room for the next couple of nights. I showed him the room, bathroom, balcony, and the super big bed. Being tipsy we had a laugh, a joke talked about UK and the gym. He got changed, he wore a white Punjabi pyjama and kurta, it was. " She stepped aside and invited me in with a sweep of her hand. I took one step and stopped. I turned to face her and put down my wooden case. I took her hands in mine and she looked up into my eyes. I smiled at her and whispered."You look magical tonight." Her eyes sparkled. I kissed her softly, barely brushing my lips against hers, before leaning back a little. "How about a drink?" I asked."I have champagne." She batted her eyelashes at me.I couldn't stop smiling. "Champagne would be. “Yeah. Next week. Well ... Barbara, my wife, is coming down for a few days,” he finished in a rush.“Oh?” said Maggie in surprise. She hadn’t realized that Morris was married. “Well, that’s good, isn’t it?” she said, uncertain how to respond.Jason, however, was rolling his eyes obviously. She looked at him askance; she knew he liked Morris tremendously, and was astonished that he’d be so openly rude. On the other hand, Morris didn’t seem all that happy either.The older man saw Jason’s.
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