Trying to compose myself I took a deep breath then answered the phone. Answering the phone, I composed myself and without a trace of breathlessness, I...mustered. “Hello”“Hi babe it’s me” Phil replied.“Hi Phil, its good to hear your voice” I replied, genuinely pleased to hear from him.“The k**s have left for College and school so it’s just me” I continued.“It’s just a quick hello to let you know I’ve arrived safe and well and I should be able to FaceTime with you later say around 6:00pm your. Or so she thought. Georgia's fingers gripping her tender nipple and twisting, brought a scream to her throat. As her mouth opened, she found it quickly filled with the gag before much more than a squeal escaped. She tried shaking her head in an effort to keep Georgia from fastening the buckle around her head."God damn, fucking bitch," is what she tried to say. What came out was more like, "Gurff gam, uulie murff." Oh, that wasn't nice," Georgia said. She may not have understood the words but. After that, she started to speak.We planned for a movie trip in ecr Chennai. We went for a movie in mayajaal and I had already pre-booked a guest house resort in ecr.After the movie, I took her there and we were like making photoshoot there in the resort.After that, we took bath in the swimming pool. We came up with a wet dress, the dresses were very wet, I was just like to see her nipples visible in the wet dress and her shapes was awesome. I started a sex chat live there and asked for a kiss,. She rubs my clit through my thong with her whip and I shiver against it, a hard smack across my pussy sets it on fire and I gasp in response. She reaches up and pulls my shirt the rest of the way off my face, undoing my bra and pulling it up over my arms to rest around my wrists. She leans up and bites my nipple hard, pinching the other one with her free hand and pushing her whip against my pussy. I moan, and she tells me I’m a whore and that I don’t deserve to be fucked by her. I’m dripping.