He waited for her to give up, and then waited until the exact moment before she passed out, he was well practiced. As he relinquished his grip and ros... from on top of her, she curled into the fetal position clinging to her neck as her ratchety breaths finally allowed oxygen to her lungs. “Tsk tsk tsk, punishment so soon, huh?” He gripped her long blonde hair in one hand and dragged her to her feet. Hunched over, still recovering she followed him, trying to cause herself the least pain possible. For the first time in a while, I'd taken an active step back towards myreal gender, I felt positively macho (apparently my bar for macho waspretty low these days)...right up until a sudden movement bending downto grab my running shoes send a twinge of pain through my new bellypiercing, and I shrunk back in on myself. No matter how positive astep this was, it was still just one small step, and I'd dug myself avery deep hole.I quailed a bit at that thought, but pushed through. Gotta. My chachi isilliterate and does house work. She has a son. She has got attractive figure.She has curvy waist with average size boobs and fleshy thighs. Her skin colouris whitish. She always wears saree. I was dying to have sex with her.When we reached there, we were made sit. Then my chachi camewith cold drinks. As she bends a little to give me a glass, I saw her sexycleavage with her Mangalsutra hanging. I was getting aroused seeing my chachi.She also offered the drinks to others. Then she. I guess that my focus was more on the woman behind me than on licking Mrs. Perkins because I suddenly felt her open hand lightly slapping the side of my face.“Focus, young man” said Mrs. Perkins. “your dirty mind is someplace OTHER than your Mommies cunt.”I resumed directing all of my attention to my licking as the sensations in my ass and the boiling in my balls continued. The woman behind be was stroking me more sensually as she pushed on the butt plug. It felt VERY good and I now was panting.