Kya dress pehen tha light sa make up and well trimmed and curl hairs. The and puri fit thi well tonned body thi jaise hi dance kar gayi tab pata chala...kitni fit hai kya maintain kark rakha h mano dil hi de baitha mai m phir mai dekhta rha dosto ko batya phir pata karne ki kodhish kiye waiter ko tip deke tab pata chala wo married hai mko laga hi nhi tha usne batya wo har thursday yaha aati h. Bhabhi k bare mai bata du unka name neha hai figure kabhi pucha nhi and dikhne mai fair hai and mast. Dark stripes beganappearing on the surface of his flesh, providing a stark contrast to thebright redness of the rest of his ass.James wasn't sure if it was mercy that stayed her hand or merelyexhaustion, but the beating finally came to an end. He heard the whipclatter on the floor and the loud rapping of her booted heels as sheapproached the other end of the bed and came into view. She was sweatinglightly, her dark hair a slick mass shooting in an upward arcing pony tailand cascading down. I couldn’t really see what was going on, but the looks on Rita’s face showed that mom was doing a good job. Every once in a while Rita would squint her eyes and let out a moan on my cock, which sent vibrations through my body and making me want to cum right there, but I wanted to last as long as I could so I fought the urge. Just then mom emerged from behind Rita and crawled up next to her and kissed her right on the lips. “Feel like sharing?” she asked Rita as she broke the kiss. Rita just. "Night."I watched her walk up the stairs, wishing she didn't have that robe on. I knew I should feel like a heel ... but I didn't.I watched the rest of the movie and then turned everything off and went to bed in the dark. I knew my way around the house. I'd practiced moving around in the dark, just in case anybody ever broke in and I needed to make them rue the day they'd picked my place.So I wasn't prepared to crash into something between my bedroom door and the bed.My hands told me it was.