Mom mana karne lagi aur kaha koi saree hi dikha do.Rakesh: Nahi apko kurti hi pahanni hogi.Mom: Aaj tak pehni nahi.Rakesh: Thik hai ek bar pehen lijiy... acchi nahi lagi toh return kar denge.Mom soch mein pad gaye aur khana complete karke Rakesh ke paas akar baith gayi.Mom: Kya dekh rahe ho?Rakesh: Aapke liye kurti.Mom: Dikhao.Rakesh samajh gaya ki mom maan gaye hai.Usne ab Myntra se kuch kurti dikhayi aur mom ko usmese pasand bhi aayi. Rakesh ne mom ke pasand ke ek kurti order kar di aur. She handed eachof us a pair of 3 inch heels from the schools inventory and wished usluck. As I nervously strapped the ankle straps around my ankles, Kristenbegan the trash talkin. "Boy you sure screwed this up asshole! You won'teven make it 3 feet past the starting line." I hung my head low as sheand the rest of the girls teezed me. Just looking at the beam was makingme even more nervous as I took several high heel steps up and down thegym floor. All the girls were so excited at what was about. If she chose them, they would have to be willing to try multiple times if needed over a week long period until she was seeded with his child. He would then have to sign away all rights to the child because Bella did not want to deal with a complicated situation. In exchange for his services, Bella would offer him free wet nursing services throughout her pregnancy, and she would also allow him the opportunity to become her lover while she carried his child to term. This arrangement had always. “Yes Daddy! Please fuck my ass. Use your little whore,” I begged between moans. He was all too ready to grant my wish and I soon felt the thick plum shaped head of his cock pressing against my asshole. He pushed my legs up hard against my chest, pinning me to the bed. “Daddy’s going to fuck you real good baby. Now relax and open your ass for me.”He bore forward drilling the tip into my tight muscular ring and I cried out in pain. “Oh fuck, stop Daddy! It’s going to rip me apart!”His only.