We’d been seeing each other for close to a year. Love had never entered the equation, although I felt that I could love her. If she felt the same wa... she’d never admitted it. As far as I knew, she didn’t want our relationship to go any farther. Just sex and friendship. She didn’t need any more from me. She had a husband for the other stuff. As we stood in front of the mirror, I rubbed my hardening cock against her slip covered ass. ‘Please come back to bed, honey,’ I said. She smiled. I drove into her, filling her, breaking her hymen, splitting her little pussy open. She screamed, I loved it, she was going to be fucked so hard. I love to hear her scream, every thrust, harder, deeper, splitting her open, I found a rhythm and pumped her little body. I think she came, she tensed, screamed out, panting and shaking and I just kept fucking her.Harder and faster I worked her, my cock so close now, I wanted to cum wanted to fill her little pussy.When I exploded I rammed deep inside. I’m hard, Pet and you will suck me dry.” I practically jumped up and down and clapped my hands at his words. “If you let that plug fall out of that tight ass, though, slave, I will stripe your ass with a switch from the woods behind you. It will hurt. Do you understand?” That sobered me. “Yes, Master.” He set the towel on the ground and I knelt. It took a lot of concentration to keep the plug in place, but when I rested my hips back against my heels, I could manage it. He leaned forward and I. Waha pocha toh ghar me sirf manali aur uski mom hi the (waise aapko bata du uski mom bhi bohot sexy maal hai) me andar gaya toh manali udaas hoke sofe per baithi thi usne pink colour ki saare pehni thi usme bohot hot dikh rahi thi aab gharme thi toh pallu jara niche hogaya tha uska cleavage saaf dikh raha tha me wohi dekhte uske samne baith gaya fir uski mom aayi mere baju me baithi haalchal pucha firr mene pucha.Me- kya huaMom- beta aab tumse kuch chupaya nai hai aaj taak so khulke batati.