"Now how bad do you want it, whore?" "So bad, master. Please fuck my ass. I want to feel your big cock inside my tight little asshole. It's all yours,...just take it master." "Are you sure?" I asked. "Is this really what you want?" I pulled my cock out of her pussy and started pushing on her asshole. "Yes master, please do it. Please fuck my ass!" "Alright slave, you've convinced me. I'll take your anal cherry." I pushed harder against her asshole with my cock, and slowly, ever so slowly, the. Caroline pretended to be crying as she walked past Andrea. She got behind the concrete house that was the men's room. Andrea, concerned, followed. She also disappeared behind the house. A short time later, Caroline appeared again, whistling and strolling a large rubbish bin with wheels. She got into the men's room with it. If Astrid could have seen behind, the house, she would have seen Andrea approaching Caroline, still pretending to cry, sat on the floor. Andrea squatted in front of her. Main sune ke liye aaya aur usse pucha ki tum ro kyu rahi ho to vo boli meri saadi ko 8 saal ho gaye aur mujhe ek bhi bachha nahi hain unko us sab main kuch rus hi nahi hain to maine kaha ki main tumhe taufa de sakta hun to vo pahle to mana karne lagi par mere bahut kahne ke baad vo maan gayi aur boli thik par ye sab main apne bachhe ke liye kar rahi hu to maine kaha thik hain par tumhe jaroor santust karunga mujhe pata hain ki tumhara pati napunsak hain aur main use gaud main uthakar apni. "But you and the kids ... she's coming into your space as well and while she figures that with a lot of apologies to you for the imposition, and I do mean a lot of apologies, everything will be okay ... she expects that kind of reasonableness from adults. With the kids ... well, she needed to make it right, to find the perfect gift to smooth the way with them." There is no need, the children realize that-" Kim, they do. I'm sure they're fine with her visit. God knows you've told me they are.