M I went to her room and she was in deep sleep and I saw her figure carefully and arrange courage in me and slowly I touch her boobs on the saree byOn... figure and some hot air shrived in my body then I came back to room and kiss my finger for half an hour phir wahi main aur meri laund and sleep then morning I get up and see Salini aunty coming from bathroom after bath and in this time her nipple is visible on saree so my manhood going raise so immediately went near wash basin and wash my face. I couldn’t.“Do you have a family? I mean, like a traditional one,” I said awkwardly.“Did I have a husband? Four, I guess. Used to be five, but one died,” she said without any real emotion. “I had six children, but they told me they were able to fix my body. They also told me to give you this.”She handed me a folded up piece of paper.Use the trigger words CULT FREEDOM and she will forget all about her children back in Idaho. They’d kill her if she tried to return. But ask her anything you like. "is this where you want it?" ... "yes Sir, please please, please Big Daddy" slowly I nudge it forward, deeper. Stretching that ever so tight hole. Ouchy Ouchy (its what I've taught her to say instead of yelling) "thats a good girl" as she takes it deeper. Then with little regard I bang it home and start riding her. Fucking her ass hard. My balls bouncing up against her dangling pussy lips and throbbing clit. She is moaning faster and begging "please .... please .... " it turns me on so. Berlusconi had invited her to a meeting where he had told her that he knew about her financial problems and he said that he was willing to help her sort out her problems before they became public. At first she was grateful for his help, she realised that if her plight became known her career would have been ruined. It was only when she found out what he required from her for his help that she had at first refused even to consider his offer.Berlusconi was well known among his many close friends.