." Just relax, darling boy. Mmmmmm, isn't it gooooood... ?" Y-yeah, I guess so," he groaned in bewilderment and sudden passion. "But I can't take much...more of it. It aches, Mrs. Wong. What you're doing to me makes me ache all over!" Oh, you poor darling child!" The seducing woman moved her fingers more firmly over the young boy's lust-hardened penis, measuring its tempting length with her thumb and forefinger. The sound of the boyish groans of excitement and the feel of his slimly quivering. I heard her phone ring. She spoke to someone and I could hear her arguing. I went into the kitchen and I saw her sitting on the floor with tears rolling down her eyes. I asked her why she was crying she didn’t answer. I sat beside her. I asked her again. She looked at me and told me that her husband has married his mistress from whom he recently got a male child. She started crying. I consoled her. She was fine after some time as she knew this was going to happen. She served tea and we watched. Gina writhed a bit on her bonds, testing their effectiveness. As usual, her husband did a remarkable job of making her helpless. There was no slack in any of the ropes and the gag was buckled solidly over her mouth. . .it was a delicious feeling. The more the blonde squirmed the hornier she got. She closed her eyes and imagined what Stephen would do to her after they got on the boat. ?Did you remember your suntan lotion?? Stephen question interrupted her lascivious thoughts and she. May bh i asif ka ghar jana laga asif na apni maa ka sath mara introduce karvaya baad ma ham kahlan laga ma roj asif ka ghar jatta tha hum dono ma gahri dosti ho gayei thi kabhi ma jaab market ma sa jatha tu asif ke maa ko apni car ma ghar ma chod deta ab asif ke maa bhi mara sath bata karti jab asif ghar ma nahi hota tu muja apna ghar ma bulya lathi. Ak din asif ke maa na muja apna ghar baluya muja sa baata karna lagi mana asif ka bara ma poocha woh boli 3 month ma ak baar ghar ma atta hai asif.