" Make sure you don't ruin your make-up Tina. In a few days, you'll start to look like a real whore and the burning will start to disappear. I would h...ve thought by now you would be happy that you have been given a second chance and not just sold to the whorehouse." Yes Master. I'm grateful to be out of the cage and have a second chance but it hurts so bad." You need to learn to please me regardless. If you don't you will be of no use to me. A slave must always love to serve her Master. .أييييييي...آآآآآآآآآآآآآه.......أوووووووووهأووووووووح........مممممممم....وصارت تتلوى بجسمها وصدرها يرتج فوق عيوني واردافها وفخادها تتلوى مع انثناء جسدها...وتقول ممممممم....أيييييي كسي ....أوووح... ووووح...ثم أطلقت صرخة عالية جدا تدل بانها وصلت لرعشتهاااا آآآآآآآآآآآآآخ.......وبعد لحظات توقفت أمي عن التأوه وكأنها نسيت أن من يبعبص في كسها وزنبورها وشفرات كسااا الكبار نسيت انو هادا ابنها وقالت لي...يسلمو...ماما لانك بعبصتني شوي وهيك بكون علمتك كيف تبسطالوحدة من كسها صح فقلت لها صح ماما....وهنا. . After so much of control I went and masturbated thinking about her ass and tits.I was so overwhelmed that I texted her “The nights are so long and awesome, hope to see you soon”. That next day I realized that I did something wrong and texted her sorry.. But her reply to the txt thrilled and gave me more confidence, she replied tumhara irada kya hai beta. On this I kept quiet and dint replied anything.. Same day at night I got a msg, it was reema aunty, she said me that she will be visiting. The topic turned towards boys. She talked about how the guys in her college would flirt but were not in a serious relationship. I listened and told her that many people prefer a casual relationship, which is why I was single. As time went on, we got bored, so we decided to play beer pong.We started playing, and she started having too much beer. She fell on me, face to face, and suddenly she started kissing me. I tried to break it, but she wouldn’t let go, and finally, I also gave in.All of a.