నేను చీర బాగా కిందకి జరిపాను కనుక మొడ్డ వెచ్చగా తగుల్తో�...�ది. అతను షార్ట్స్ లోపల అండర్‌వేర్ వేసినట్టు లేడు.చుట్టూ చూసేడు. అంతా పల్లెటూరి వాళ్ళే.నా చెవి దగ్గిర నోరు పెట్టి నెమ్మదిగా ఇంగ్లీష్ లో అన్నాడు” చూడండి. నాకు ఎ.సి టూ టైర్‌లో సైడ్‌లోయర్ బెర్త్ ఉంది. మేగజైన్స్ కొనడానికి దిగి, రైల్ కదిలేసరికి ఇక్కడ ఎక్కేసేను. తరవాతి స్టేషన్‌లో నా కంపార్ట్‌మెంట్‍కి వెళ్ళిపోతాను. మీరు కూడా సరదాగా నాతో రండి. అక్కడ పడుకోవచ్చు” అన్నాడు.“నాకు బెర్త్ ఇస్తే నువ్వు ఎక్కడ పడుకుంటావు?” అని అడిగాను.అటూఇటూ చూసి రహస్యంగా. ." For some reason I had lost my voice."And I would have to force you to become the *perfect* housewife, ofcourse. This family deserves nothing less, after all. You would have tofulfill each and every one of a housewife's duties, the cooking, thecleaning, all of the child care, taking care of the husband's everyneed..."That thought caused Mrs. Jacobs's eyes to get very big."Oh my god... it's... it's--" she paused for a long time. "It'sperfect," she whispered to herself, lost in thought."What's. I can smell the soap."Then mom rose to her feet and slapped me, then started to hit on me, fighting me. I held onto her hands, talking sense into her as the tears rolled down her cheek and she yelled, going on and on about the "white girl."After she calmed down, we chatted for a few minutes and mom started to suck me.I told her to let's wait until tomorrow. She wouldn't hear it and said, "You didn't say that when you were fucking me beside the door when your father was on the way home. You. ”“Sure.” He agreed. Hilary smiled, and started climbing out. She paused for a moment, and glanced over her shoulder. “Feel free to stare at my ass if you want.” She remarked with a smile. She climbed out, and started for the front door. The mysterious man followed behind her. She wondered if he was staring at her ass, and was tempted to look over her shoulder, but resisted. She stopped at the door, and turned around. “What’s your name?” She asked.“Lone. Conrad Lone.” Hilary nodded. She wondered.
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