?You may eat,? I tell him. ?Thank you, Milady.? He goes down on all fours and pushes his face into the bowl. For a little while I give ...yself up to appreciation of his cooking. The lasagna is perfect, the pasta cooked almost to a cream, the vegetables with just enough bite to be interesting. I reach down and stroke Brian's hair, and fondle his broad back that is so rewarding to flog. ?Very good, darling.? ?I live to please, Milady.? He tilts his head knowingly. ?Have. I had by now been fucked by all bros … only my father in law and brother in law had not fucked me ….. My father in law was a regular absentee from our morning tea … which was making my saas angry too now …. Despite telling him not to go to my home he use to go to my home every night … i even told my mom not to open door for him in night but he always got a way inside every morning i use to call my mom and she use to say he is here.After 3 months , one saturday morning during tea my father in. . Once sitting up, I got an arm around her and walked her to the bed room. As we walked I watched Jane try hard to control her tears. As I laid next to her in the bed she was lying flat on her back, probably afraid to move."Oh, please don't surprise me like that again, for a second there, I thought I'd wet myself. Oh boy that's really something." How about some cream to ease the burning?" Please, would you?'When I got back, Jane had delicately lifted her tits towards her chin, the undersides. It began to pump in her harshly and quickly. Taking long deep strokes she felt as if every time it pounded into her it was getting impossibly deeper. She felt the tear in her eyes again, there was more pain than before and yet over all of that was an intense feeling of pleasure. She began to find the tendril pumping her ass more pleasant and she quickly grew accustomed to the stretching, then the tendril in her pussy began to move again. It began to move at the same speed as the tendril in her.