It was true as they had gotten married. Payal was instructed to take care of Rahul for everything.Shivani: Payal, take care of Ramya. I have made brea...fast and lunch for everyone. Till Rahul is here, there is no need to bring your lunch. Just make sure you have your legs opened whenever he asks for it. Payal: Ok ma’amRahul: Are you serious?Shivani: She looks innocent and soft-spoken but is a total slut. You like getting fucked don’t you, Payal?Payal just nodded her head with a broad shy smile. She cries out a muffled please god no behind the gag but knows she has no choice if he is to stop. Just as the flow starts he jams the vibrator deep up into her pussy turned up high and tells her to cum. She screams out her orgasm barely masked by the gag=2 0as silent tears of pleasure and humiliation run down her face from behind the blindfold. Before she can regain her breath he pushes his cock deep up inside her ramming her hard and fast, pulling on the chain of her nipple clamps, until he. She tugged at the teats. “Oh! go, pray do, — I won’t, — you shant, — ye’ve done me over. — oh! if you are seen here what will be said? — don’t now get a poor woman into trouble, the milking must be done, if it’s not what shall I say?” and tug, tug, went both hands milking.Said I, No one would come back until they had raked up the hay out of harm from the rain. She knew better. “Yes they will if they are kept late, some one will go to the Hall for beer, and they come back through the rick-yard. ’ I turned to the right. My room was to the left. At 988 I stopped and stood in front of the door. I knocked. I counted to twenty in my head and knocked again. A feminine voice from inside asked, ‘Who is it?’ ‘It’s a yellow Mustang convertible!’ The door opened and one look told me she had been crying. Another look told me she was ready for bed. Flannel PJ’s. ‘I was thinking about taking a drive down by the ocean. Would you like to go with me?’ ‘It’s nine at night. You’re married.’ ‘I’ll take.