Indian Married Woman Fucking Her Boyfriend Part 2

I stopped the car and asked him if I could give him a lift. He said bless you my son but if you have the time I'm heading to the old Monastery over the hill. I said I thought it was not used anymore and was deserted, he replied as he got into my car that I was right, but he was the caretaker, and lived in it alone, and that he'd been into town to order some timber for repairs that need to be done. He also introduced himself as b*o,John, but I could call him John.As we drove he asked me about my self and I told him all he wanted to know, I also told him that I'd like to see inside the Monastery, as Id driven past it many times before. He said if I had the time he would love to show me around, I smiled at him saying I'd enjoy that, as we arrived at the gates.John showed me where to park the car and we walked into the rather old derelict place. John lead me to his quarters on the way telling me the history of the place. We came to an area which he explained was in the old days a place. "Yes, please. I'm begging," Lexi said plaintively."Hush or I'll have to gag you," Georgia said now very close.Lexi felt a thin rope or thick string placed around her neck. She could tell Georgia was tying a knot, then felt the rope centered between her breasts as Georgia fed the ends behind her back. She didn't dare say anything for fear of the gag, tears soaking the soft padding of the blindfold as the rope was wrapped around her. She let out a soft whimper when Georgia began wrapping the rope around the base of her left breast, the rope just tight enough to bite into her skin. Again and again the rope circled her breast, pressing in uncomfortably and she was sure making it stick out. She felt Georgia tug on the rope that went around her neck.Georgia's hands moved to her right breast, repeating the sequence. Stray fibers from the rope chafed and scratched with every movement of her body. She heard Georgia's light laugh as the woman ran her hands over her body. She shivered when one.
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