’ Lekin na Manasi ko ya Mujhe nind aa rahi thi. Mein apne lund ko sahela kar manse bola ‘beta jara dhiraj se kam le. Aur ek naya bur tujhe khoub n...kat mein prapta hogi. ‘ mujhe pata tha ki aj do bahen ke bur raat bhar tadapte rahenge. Mujhe a bhi pata tha bilamb ka phal khub madhur hoti hei. Manasi ko kal raat mein meri marji ke mutabak chodna hei. Aj ke ghatna ke baad mujhe pata tha ki kal o meri har khwayis puri karegi. Bandita ko garam karke thoda din andekha kar ne ka bhi nirnay le liya.. I smile, pull my shoulders back, push my ample tits out, take a deep breath as some sexy music starts playing. I am wearing a tight white blouse, barely holding my tits in, a very short, kilt like skirt, seamed black stockings, suspenders, a tiny red thong, matching bra and killer heels.I begin to writhe about on the stage, I had been practising, to make sure that as I moved I gave a flash of bare thigh and a glimpse of my arse. I looked around the folk watching me, they all seemed interested.. She slyly placed them a fewlayers down and all the way towards the back, seeing as he wouldn'tneed them for a few days."Would you like to help me wrap Cindy's present?" she asked afterclosing his underwear drawer."No, it's OK," he replied, again staying completely focused on the TVscreen."OK," she replied, "I'll do it all as usual," she added sarcastically."Dinner will be in half an hour."Jason played the game until his mother called him. He'd cleared acouple of levels already and was in no. The idea that, for the rest of their lives, they were to be slaves, slaves whose sole function was to act as receptacles for the debauched lusts of a corrupt and immoral demon, filled her with mind-numbing dread. She heartily wished Mother Superior had killed them that first day and contemplated killing herself. It was only the thought that this would leave Susan to face the ghastly future all alone that stayed her hand. She wished, as she had done on many previous occasions, that she had.