“Okay, in all seriousness, I need a prom date! It’s just a month away! Who here wants to go with me to the prom? I’d prefer that my date be an o...der guy, anyway, but especially from this family! Let me see, Ray’s going to be my husband, but Allan is my married boyfriend. Both could easily scandalize the lot of them, but which one better?” Angie licked her lips as she thought aloud.“Well, I know that I wouldn’t mind, but would you, Allan?” Ray grinned.“Hell no! I owe Angie so fucking much it’s. The once pale ass began to turn red."Emmmppphfffkkk....Ewwww..." Did you just say 'fuck you'?" I asked rhetorically in a very ominous tone. I knew exactly what my slaves even when they were gagged. It was a skill I developed over years of training them. The blonde quickly went silent as though she realized how much trouble she's in right now."When will you ever learn my little slut." I sighed and went to the wooden box. After a quick search, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the. Main fauran waha pahuch toh woh bole ke woh mere sath dinner karna chahti hai main ne bahot mana kiya par woh nahi mani aur mujhe dinnar karna pada dinner hone ke baad main unhe un ke room tak chodane gaya woh darwaza kholte bole ke andar nahi aaonge main andar chala gaya aur bed par baith gaya..woh bhi mere samne aa kar baith gaye phir hum ne khub sare bate ke phir main ne puch ke app akele ayeHai app ke pati sath nahi aye woh pahele toh chup ho gaye phir bole k woh alag rahete hai main ne. It was registered to a Rita Jones. My daughter was friends with a Pattie Jones. They both attended Washington High. Was this Rita her mother?I climbed out of my car, my boots crunching on the gravel. More cars drove past on Ainsworth, ignoring the huge girl-dick thrusting out of the front of my uniform. My handcuffs jangled on my belt. I had a lot of fun with them and those twins. I reached the sea-green car, bending low, keeping my dick out of sight.For now.The window came down. “Morning,” I.