I suspect that Angela would protect a child of mine even more than she would protect me. The Master's child and only heir and all that jazz would cert...inly cause some problems for her.These thoughts were running over and over through my head as I got out of the shower. I quickly toweled off and headed down the stairs to the kitchen. Just as I reached the landing, the doorbell rang.With some trepidation, I went over and opened the door. Linda was standing there, a strange look on her face."Hi. I was wondering about leaving the bikes out there like that..."Mayoni looked at her uncle thoughtfully, imagining the strain of being the team leader in such a dire situation. "We didn't have much choice... It would have looked really weird dragging them in here with this carpet, they're so muddy... And it would have been a disaster if you had left one of us to guard them. I don't think guard duty is a job for a bitch around here..." No, I don't suppose either..." Uncle Leon," called Amy. "Main. She kept gasping and panting while her pussy pulsated in my mouth; I made sure to press my tongue onto her clit. Eventually, she caught her breath and got up and off me. This is when I got the biggest shock of the week – though not of electricity. Turns out my mistress for the week was a celeb mistress after all! Daughter of Telengana and India’s jewel tennis star, whom I will call “Sonia” in this story, owned my balls and ass for an entire week! I was so glad she was visiting India to meet the. Come on," she pleaded, to no avail. At the last second, she pulled into a parking lot and coasted to a stop no more than three blocks from salvation.All wasn't lost, though. Biting her bottom lip, she grabbed her purse and jumped out of the car. Praying that Gene wouldn't come by on his way home from work, she hurried to the gas station. Thankfully, they sold gas cans.Eyes darting everywhere like a thief escaping with ill-gotten gains, she headed back to the car with a gallon of gas. The car.