Pounding me, making my tits bounce. "Whose are you?" he kept asking. I was to scared? to say anything. Then he got harder and deeper. Until I came ag...in. “I’m going to ask you one more time. Whose are you?" I looked him in the eye and said "Yours Daddy". “Oh yes. Your mine." he said as he fucked me again. I came 3 more times. That’s when he got off of me and turned me over. I found my hands above my head again. He was kissing and licking my back...it felt wonderful. Then came the slap on my. She was sitting in such a position than I can clearly see the curve shaped waist and a pot ass down ,my dick was touching dining table, then she asked Sridevi:maid said that you need in the style of first night our encounterMe:yesSridevi: I too got excited hearing your fantasy to do so , I have surprise for you ,and she asked manjula is everything is ready in room manjulaThen she closed my eyes and taken me to the room decorated as a first night room with lot of roses and flowers and I was so. His name was James (Jim or Jimmy) Allgood. When he became aware of us, I said, "Mr. Allgood, My name is Mike Green. We're here trying to help you." I have a brain tumor the doctors say can't be operated on. I don't see how you can help me, Mr. Green." I'm a telepath, like your mother. I have a way to shrink the tumor without surgery. When we came up here, you were not thinking rational thoughts at all. I started the tumor to shrinking and now you're talking rationally. If everything works out,. He felt like going over, but he was embarrassed. He was far too old for all that 'dedicated fan' bullshit. He reckoned she'd be sick to death of her meals being interrupted by some arsehole wanting autographs or telling her how much they liked her music.As Ron willed himself not to stare, her companion rose, smiled, and wandered to the door. Carrie remained, sliding a creamy éclair between her lips like a... 'No, ' Ron smiled. Such delicious fantasies were hardly appropriate. He wondered how.