Hi! I am Sweety. I want to tell you the things which our domestic servant Bahadur is doing. I am 20 and living with my parents and younger sis who is ...8. My mom Dolly is 40 but you can’t say that she is mother of two grown up babes. Her vital stats are 38-28-40 and a beautiful fair complexion. She is very horny also. Many a times I have seen her masturbating as my dad can’t satisfy her lust. Dad is often out of station on tours. He is hardly at home one-two days in a week. Many times I have. By Sunday evening, the drifts next to the house were ten to twelve feet deep, and my Blazer was invisible. Interstate 94 was closed from Bismarck to Fargo, and hourly weather bulletins advised no travel except in extreme emergency. It got down to—19º F, with winds of up to sixty and seventy miles an hour. I don't even want to guess at the wind chill.Some lines went down somewhere, and we lost power. We built a fire in the fireplace and lit a propane lantern for light. Huddled in blankets and. He didn't ask if I'd used a spear because I doubt he considered any other possibility. I'm not sure they even knew about other types of weapon.When he asked how I captured the calf I was glad to show him the sash cord lariat and even demonstrate how it was done. He was amazed with it from the start and clearly wanted one, though he didn't asks.Mentioning that I didn't have any more of the cord that was long enough for a lariat led to explaining that lariat meant a rope with a sliding loop on. He begged me for it. He broke. Everyone did eventually.Helena reached her bedroom. She opened the door. The bed she shared with the reverend. Their wedding picture sat on the dresser flanked by family pictures with Georgia. I swallowed at them and then turned to Helena pulling off her top. Her large, naked breasts came into view.“Let me see it,” she moaned, her eyes staring at my crotch with feverish lust. She unfastened her jeans.Heat erupted in my cunt. I groaned and ripped off my top. I.