The final shove was the deepest and hardest. Then she stood up and laughed then left without a word. A few minutes later Brent messaged me. enjoy your...fucking? he asked no! im still crying, did you tell her to do that? I told him nope lol I just asked her to make sure they were in you. She told me she fucked you with them after the fact lol said you loved it he laughed fuck no I didnt love it! That was my fucking mother! I protested to fucking bad slut, get used to it! he replied now get some. Returning from a depressingly long day at work, made longer by the anxiety of hearing her voice, he walked up the wooden stairs of his two floored apartment to his bedroom. His eyes began to swell up as his tears began to build. It was a feeling that would repeat itself everyday since she left him, yet it all seemed unfamiliar. Choosing instead to remember the happier times that they had together, he consoled himself with the hope that she would return to his arms. This time however, even that. Aur ab main bina bra ke blose pehenti hun. Low neck ki wajah se mere aadhe nange boobs to dikh hi jate hai. Mere pati sharminda hone ki wajah se muze kuchh nahi kehete…Maine ek job ke iye apply kiya tha aur us din muze interview ka call aya. Maine wohi low neck blouse aur ek transperent saree pehen li aur thoda sa makeup karke nikal padi. Main office pohonch gayi. Thodi der baad mera number aya aur main cabin me chali gayi.Cabin main ek aadmi baitha tha. Woh boos tha wahan ka. Wo hoga 40 yrs ke. You take a soft whip that does not break the skin and whip me on my ass, chest, and legs. You alternate by slowly massaging all the sensitive parts of my body especially my cock. Stopping just short of giving me release. You rub my ass and insert your finger slowly expanding and relaxing my hole. A few more clicks on the winch straining my arms and legs a little more before you start again with the whip. After a few cycles you take off your shirt. This goes on until you are standing naked in.