Ham waha se ghar chale gaye. Ma bahut tnsn mein thi aur bata bhi ni rahi thi kya baat h. Ma ne papa ki daru ki bottle nikali aur pine lagi. Ma bahut p... chuki thi meim baar baar ma se puch rahi thi tabhi ma jor se chilla kar boli wo madarchod mujhe chodna chahta h. Mein seham gayi. Ma ro rahi thi.Bahut der behas karne ke baad mene bola ma. Aap ha kardo. Kya ho jayega ek baar sex kar lene se mein kisi ko ni bolungi aur papa bahar a jayenge toh ham yaha se chale jayenge. Ma ne mujh ro ka pakda aur. During the acceptance and training the titmaster's would be busy preening the immediate next batch for the dynasty,they carried on their attire small but powerful stinging whips which would be used on the bare bottoms,breasts and back of the pleasure women should they feel the need,often a woman was summoned for attention in a cubicle where there would be observers present and pleasure slaves who would pre stroke the titmaster's to great hardness ready for entry into the pleasure women,the. She told me that her husband was in Hong Kong and she wanted to sell the house and had come down only for this purpose. I told her that I would like to see the house in the morning and night to see it at all times of the day to be sure of buying .She looked at me for moment and said sure take my no. And call me before you come. She told the broker to let me come early or late and not to bother to come and if the deal went through he would be paid his commission. I went home and immediately went. "How's this for being fucking handsy?" His fingers push deeper just for emphasis. I'm rendered speechless as they continue to pump into me with just the right roughness. We watch each other for awhile as he licks his lips in satisfaction. "Are you always this wet whenever we fight?" His question catches me off guard for a second and I'm stumbling over my own. "I-I thought you didn't want to cross the line to mess up our friendship?" "You answer my question first," he counters as I moan softly.