She moved to put her hands over them, but he held her arms by her side. Ray turned her around, drinking in the vision. He looked at her breasts, notin... there was not a hint of a sag. Perfect. Ray knew it was now time to test her.“On your knees, you slut.” Emma fought back tears. She had never been called that, and in fact it was the very last thing she was. At university she was nicknamed ‘mission impossible’. Her legs had stayed firmly together, despite many offers. Seanʼs efforts to spice up. Here I’m narrating some of those happenings, from which you will get a clear picture about my Chhoto-Maa activities and behavior. The events occurred different days of my staying with Chhoto-Maa before the final incident occurred. Please read it attentively to judge the entire incident. Chhoto-Maa never called me by my name, she affectionately called me as ‘Babu’. Chhoto-Maa had no house maid, all the household works she did by her own hand. Sometimes I helped her. As my uncle was an MNC. It was the first time ever that I managed to shop with confidence and without any stress. I really want to give compliments to lovely women who made this possible (in case any one of you ever went to shop there, tell them about this story). The first experience I had was at a small boutique store named Free People. I was just passing by the store, when a few skirts and dresses on display caught my eye. I was planning on shopping for a dress, so I went inside. There were few customers, a couple. You’re dying, baby, my poor, poor baby.?That’s it. Don’t try to fight it. It’s too late now anyway. You’re too weak. We all want this. Steff, cut his airway off. He has to go now. The Goddess is in transit. That’s it. Ah baby, your face is turning blood-red. Asphyxia is setting in. Just let it happen. Come on. You’re so hard you know you want to come and end it. Trish, honey, frig him a little faster. He’s leaking precum. Baby, I said I was going to explain more about why we were doing this to.