. according to me, experience is the key to everything! HARDWORK BEATS TALENT!So the more experience you have in any fails you are going to excel in t...at field!I have seen it many times in my life!Well, that was a thought for the day, because I have gained experience, a lot of experience! ;)Now coming back to our story, this story happened last year around Deepavali!So here it goes,Once upon a time, in a faraway land, near Hyderabad, banjara hills ( :P ), lived a beautiful girl named ” Simi “,. It looked like she was going to finish off so i nipped back down stairs and put the kettle on, she dried and dressed then made her way downstairs, i was stood in the kitchen she was wearing a light summery skirt and a short sleeve frilly sort of blouse that she hadn't done up when she walked in the kitchen, she jumped as she saw me...she said i had startled her and look at the state of her not even dressed, my MIL had lovely very sexy underwear, many a time i have wanked into a pair of her worn. She started to cry and moan with desperation. He stopped and lowered her to stand on her feet. She stood still with her ankles, knees, wrist, and arms tied tightly. She could not move without falling and was naked with her tits bond tight and aching. She could not stop crying even when he slapped her and told her to shut up. “ You stupid black bitch if you don't obey me you will suffer punishment like you never knew.” Traci tried hard to stop crying to prevent any hard punishment. She. Jag satt på mitt rum och hade tråkigt. Klockan var halv tio och jag kände mig kåt som fan.Klockan elva knackade det på dörren in till mitt rum. Det var Louise som sa att hon skulle gå och lägga sig. Jag märkte att hon hade blivit lite onykter av vinet och jag sade god natt.Jag satt kvar och surfade lite. Jag glömde bort tiden och när jag tittade på klockan var den halv ett. Jag hade varit inne på lute sexsidor och inanför mina kalsonger trängdes ett jättestånd. Jag tog av mig kalsongerna och.