.Kuch he door mein hame pahele ek rickshaw wala mila, woh so eaha tha ki humne use awaaz de ker bulaya aur woh uth ker aa gaya…… Woh meri biwi ki ...ide per aa gaya tha….Pahunchte he woh tharka gaya….Meri biwi ki mini skirt kaafi uper ho rakhi thi aur woh us rickshaw wale ko apni taangon ka pura nazara de rahi thi…..Woh rickshaw wala ghurne lag gaya tha jaise abhi he gaadi se nikaal ker chod dega……Maine us bola, kya hua pasand aayi kya….Haan ji sahab yeh toh bahut sunder hai….Aapki girlfriend hai. She was facing toward the side I was on. I pulled my briefs down, letting them fall to the ground. Taking her arm, I put her small hand on my hard cock. I moved her arm up and down, as her hand stroked my dick. She now awoke,half dazed and bewildered. "Daddy? What are you doing?" "Play with it honey. Play with daddy's dick." No daddy. Not tonight." "Please baby. Your mom's not here and I really need this. Please do it for daddy!"Brandi let out a loud sigh. "Okay dad. I'll do it."She got up to. Mom had a few friends at work that would always talk about their husbands and what they did on the weekends, how many times they had sex and things like that. Mom would come home from work sit down for a bit then make dinner, we always talked at dinner about our days at work and mom would tell me about her friends and what they did, at first i got a little uneasy about her telling me things but i got used to it. However one day on the weekend me and mom went shopping, while we were in the. .Chrissie.” he replied. “How do you know what occurs between me and Rene?” I asked. “Because I know what he’s like.” Charles replied. “And tell me please what do you think he’s like?” I asked. “He derives his enjoyment from hurting women.” he answered “He enjoys debasing women and causing them pain and humiliation.” “Really Charles.” I said “And you know this because?”He was silent for a bit and then said “Katherine, his wife, she’s told me how he used to treat her.” “Please Charles, tell me.