Now, I would like to explain u about my affair with gayathri bhabi. If u feel to reply mail me at This in continuance of my earlier mail ( Serial Sex...3) My father came in and asked bhabhi to show the design of the two buildings . Bhabhi took a towel and wore it around her hip to cover her legs and started to explain . My father after seeing the first design he appreciated the design and gave some inputs to the design he saked for the second one bhabhi went into her bedroom to get the next. She drew back and smacked me hard on the ass with forceseveral times. My screams wanted to come out again, butI took control of myself, this was punishment enough.The lashings kept coming over and over again until shegot tired. There was a chair in the corner, she draggedit over to where I was, and sat down in it spread-eagle. She then unshackled me, and made me get down onmy knees. She took my head and forced it toward her hotpussy lips. They were very wet.She controlled my head by pulling and. I spent ages lapping up her pussy juice and running my tongue over her tiny little arsehole. Moaning very loudly now she started to buck and her legs sarted to give way. I had never made a girl cum before and didn't know what to do so I went at it harder and faster sliding my fingers into her, feeling her already tight fanny gripping my fingers tighter. She screamed to orgasm, pushing her arse harder into my face. As she wound down she pulled me to my feet and kissed me licking all of her cream. " Jake frowned in confusion. "There was a time of several centuries, when I first realized my power, that I was considered to be the "Dark God", if you will. Almost all legends regarding Ahriman, Satan, Lucifer, Loki, Hades, whatever, had some basis in fact, and that basis was usually me, although most often several times removed. Stories do have a way of changing with the storyteller."But there's a flipside to that. Being creatures of ether, such as we are, means that there is a necessary.