I wanted to reply with “yours”, confirming that I was his slut and my pussy, body, and sex belonged to him, but my words got caught in my throat a... I tried to speak. All I could do was whine with need as I went weak and submitted to his control.He slowed his thrusts down and firmly ground himself against my meaty cheeks, softly kissing my neck and squeezing one of my breasts.“Are you ready to finish me off, mommy?” he whispered in my ear.“Uh huh,” I replied seductively, trying to catch my. I opened my eyes briefly and it was strange as you felt like you needed to pull a door closed or shower curtain across. The water drained into the middle of the room and despite not being initially 100% sure I was doing it right, realised that I wasn’t going to flood Mary’s bathroom.I had just put shampoo in my hair when I heard the door open and Mary’s voice.‘Here’s a couple of towels for you Tony.’ She said in a jovial manner.I was still rinsing my hair when I heard the door close again. I. The guys exhibited a well-rehearsed swagger as they displayed their girlfriends proudly for all to see. I could relate. They seemed to be talking my language.As I strolled the boardwalk with Kate, I noticed other guys casting admiring glances her way. Sometimes they would turn around to take a second look. 'Sorry, but she belongs exclusively to me,' I said silently to myself. For a time, the world seemed to be a happy, loving place.Later that weekend there was a barbeque at Kate's parent's. Main chok gayi maine puchha ye kon he? Mera boyfriend bola tera naya customer randi, randi kar rahi thi na ab dekh kya hota he randi banna. Main rone lag gayi or gidgidane lagi ye wala bhikhari to pehle wale se bhi ganda tha. Iski naak tapak rahi thi. Baaju ke baalo me se badbu aari thi. Pure sharir pe mitti kichad pasina ho rahe tha.Mere boyfriend ne us bhikhari ki taraf ishara kiya. Wo bola saab me apni naak saaf kar aau bahut zukaam he. Wo bola kaha jaa raha he tera zukaam pine ke liye ye he.