I gagged and almost threw up. I got my head together and noticed he was stand by my bed stroking his cock with one hand and in his other hand he had a...belt."Get down on the floor and get on your knees Slut." He barked at me. I replied with a polite, "Fuck you." And in a flash of pain, the belt lashed out and struck my thigh. I yelped in pain and he repeated his command with clenched teeth. I did what he said as I rubbed my new welt. Bill walked into my bathroom and got the shower going. I liked. Mike and Steve were both still erect. Mike had laid flat on a lounger, I withdrew as he pulled her on top. She reached for his prick, holding it and guiding him to her gaping, dripping hole, lowering herself on to his pole. She sighed, feeling her cunt stretching to take his thick prick, then lent forward on top of him, brushing his chest with her hard nipples. She got comfortable, Mike slowly fucking her when Steve got behind and above her, crouching down he pressed his cock against her cunt,. . Still then Ratan’s ‘special job’ with her was to “hook-up and unhook her brassiere” as usual. By then Ratan had already assumed a habit of masturbation (in toilet) —- naturally with his nubile full-bodied Tuli-di in mind. He would dream about his “choli-maalkin ” (Tulika). . . but, at the same time, he was scared to take liberty with her lest he might invite trouble for him or be thrown out of the house. Yet one sweaty summer day . . . he finally, and instinctively, dared turn bold in his. “Your Mom said everything arrived the Monday after we left. She’s been handling the liquidation of assets for me. I planned to send Mom most of the money I got but after the shit she pulled, well, she got 10 percent. She had to sell her car, which I know pissed her off. She called last week to let me know she was interviewing for a job in Iowa but I didn’t hear how that went for her. Hell, she might have been so excited to find a few new playthings that she’s still there.”“At least you got your.