“But …” I whined. I knew my word choice would anger you, and yet somehow I couldn’t help it. It had been almost a week since our last moments ...ogether. I desired nothing more than to be at home … sitting at your feet. Not there. Not in the midst of strangers. And not wearing a flimsy piece of cloth someone grossly mistook for clothing. You glared at my misstep. Warning one. “I will forgive you this once. Not again. Understood?” “Yes, Sir.” I lowered my head, wanting to disappear through the. This continued for what seemed like 2 weeks before and started to wonder if my fun as Missy had ended.I walked in the door to find mom on the phone. I decided to go to get a drink before I got in the shower to cool off so I got some water from the fridge and sat down at the table. I had sat there for probably 5 minutes before mom finally put down the phone and went to the fridge for something to drink as well. I couldn’t help but notice that she was wearing only a g-string and skirt with a tank. ”“What do you mean you don’t know?”“I’m sorry-”“Why are you sorry?” His rapid firing questions frighten her, worried how livid he is.“I just - I don’t know. I’m sorry.”“… You want to get pregnant?” His question is spoken so low it gives her chills.“I… Yes,” she blurts. “If it’s yours.” This confession gives Mat chills of his own. He takes a deep breath.“Tell me why,” he says calmly.“Because I wanted a reason to stay with you.” She misses him terribly when she’s away at school. She tries to keep. Fir Maine usko ghumaya uski aakhe sharm se niche juki hue thi dosto woh eak dam kaap rahi thi, Maine uske galo per kiss kiya aur fir hum Dono eak dusre ke hotho ko chus ne lage, uska chera ours Lal ho gaya thaAab shenaz mere pure control me thi fir Maine uske boobs no press karne laga uski nipple eak dum hard ho gai thi Maine time waste na karate hue uska top nikal diya usne bra nahi Phene thi aur aab maine uske boob ko choos ne laga won bhi abhi uska hato ko mere hairs me ghuma rahi thi, aur.