Hay tu to ek dam mature orat lag rhi heYe kehkar unne mujhe kiss kar diaMe-kya kar rhe ho?He- ari meri rand ab to me hi karunga or tujhe karwana hMe- ...e rand nhi tumari biwi huHe- ha ha wahi chal ghar chalGhar akar nafees sone chala gya me use andar andar galie dene laga ki sala hramzada mere ghar ka nokar thha or mera malik ban kar so gya mujhe dhoke se orat bna dia or pehle hi din so gya mene ghar dekha bohot ganda ho rha thha shayad ise kisi orat ki zaroorat thi par me orat ban kar agya to. Emily moved here from Oregon, here being Colorado, and was the only girl even close to my age in the neighborhood. She stood about 5’6, brown curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, what must've been full C breasts and sadly no ass, but was still incredible for a 12-year-old. Initially she liked my neighbor Andrew, which was okay he was a ladykiller, but once Andrew was done with her she was all mine. It started out with harmless chatting on the internet, but inevitably she ended up showing me her. I smile that I have helped Shelly pick out new clothes and hope she wears them. I look forward to going into work in the morning. I then start to think about the ropes and cuffs that kept me held here. I start to get wet. I feel my hand slide down and test how wet I am. I moan wishing it were Nick's hand there and not mine. I want to feel him deep inside me again. I realize how much I miss him. I roll over and pick up a piece of rope and tie my ankles together. I want Nick to tie me and take me. Mistress moved around in front and I felt the tip of her "cock" through the opening in the mouthpiece. Placing her hands on both sides of my hood she started working Her cock in and out of my mouth. Through the earplugs, I heard Her say in a loud voice something like. "Yes that's it, My little cock sucker, show Me how much you love it."I was doing my best at licking and sucking her cock, taking it beyond my gag point several times, as I was not going to anger Mistress any further."Just imagine,.