' she said. the honesty in her voice was warming, i looked at her. it wasnt exactly the answer i expected. 'never said i was going to kill you' i said... feeling my dominance flowing back into my body. i stood up and took a few steps towards her.'get it over with.' she said looking into my eyes. i had reached her now, put a gag in her mouth and pushed her down onto the floor. though it wasnt as sexy as her crying 'oh no please dont', it was enough to make me begin the night.i had her laying on. All guests clapped loudly in appreciation of Sarita’s tight boobz, forgetting that, their daughters at home too have similar boobs. But it was Abdul’s party meant for merciless fucking of wives, mothers and daughters of anybody who was deprived by situations in life.Now Usman started brutally pinching Sarita’s 16 year boobz and girl started crying loudly. She was so very embarrassed to see that all the gentlemen sitting in front the stage whom she called “Uncle” with respect, were all full of. She had the naughty thought to give him a little show so she leaned over, looking down at the book, her breasts almost dangling out of her sweater. She knew her areolas were visible and her erect nipples were just on the edges of the sweater. She could feel his eyes drinking in the sight and the moisture between her legs was almost dripping. She stayed bent over, examining the reference that he was pointing to for several seconds and then straightened up.“I, umm, I think that volume is over. They met to kiss... To fondle....to fuck...to lay in each other arms....and sometimes to just talk. It was never just sex. They genuinely cared for one another. Initially, the meeting and arrangement was just to fulfill the lack of sex and needing to feel wanted. It seemingly turned into so much more. Nikki had found herself now sitting in the parking lot of Trent's hotel waiting for him to come meet her. She had hoped he'd greet her with a hug or kiss but she thought to herself that the.