If you hadn't...if I hadnot been successful, I would have had to send you away for her sake." Okay. Last question. Why do you do this?" Jacky checked ...erself out."Better." She came and sat beside Rachel again. "I'm not complaining, farfrom it. I just wonder...why?"Rachel got up and went out of the room, to return a few seconds latercarrying a book. Jacky took it and looked at the title. _Gender Therapy:Healing the Wound_, by Rachel S. Farrell."Did you ever wonder what happened to your uncle. In next fifteen minutes chhutki came to my house when I was wrapped in a towel and was trying to dry myself after a bath. She sat in the sofa for some time and in the meanwhile I said “I am really feeling very sad. I thought you are my neighbor and so I helped you and I did not do it for money and yet you offered money to me. At least you could have told your family about this.” she was not able to make out what to say or do. I went and sat with her and holding her shoulder I said I am not a. .... Suck up that pussy juice.” Her head jerked back as Vicky found the right spot. When she'd regained her composure she looked down at Vicky in surprise. Maybe no one had ever eaten her pussy this well. “FUCK girl....... Where did you learn that?” She flipped the whip again. She saw the cameraman's hand in the air, finger twirling. It had been an hour. Time to wrap it up. “Do it BITCH. Make me CUM. NOW.” She started a steady rhythm, slapping Vicky's ass with the whip. “Fuck Bitch...... My. "You step closer to me, cradling my head against your cock and the soft furry balls rub against my face.Still maintaining the gaze, you say to me. "It pleases me when you do so."Chills up my spine, face flushing from the heat rising in my pussy, my body reacting to your words so typically. I can feel your member growing larger against my soft skin.My mouth starts to water when you place the plump mushroom head on my bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth, deep penetrating stares into my smoky.