Then you start to fuck my throat. As you do so, you turn your remote control right up. You love the way i choke and cough and splutter as i try to gas... and moan with your cock deep down my throat.You cum in my throat without warning me and i choke badly.You laugh at me, and spank me until i stop.At this point I have cum, but think that i've hidden it from you well.Oh how wrong i was.'Do you have a confession for master?''No master'Your face contorts with rage.'Don't you dare lie to me slave!'. Kiya ghazab lag rahay the yeh dekh kar main to pagal ho gaya tha aur man kiya ki usse abhi nichodkar pura milk pi lu……Mujhe aisay lag raha tha aunty ne bra bhi nahee pehni thi jab aunty legs faila kar jadoo denay lagi tu aunty ki pussy saaf dikh rahee thi main aunty se kafi mazak kar raha tha is wajah se main ne pucha aap bohat khoobsoorat lag rahee ho is saree main tu wo muskurai aur boli main kaha khoobsoorat hon tu mazak kar raha hain main ne kaha nahee aunty sachi.Phir aunty kaam karne lagi. I don’t like Gore, either, by the way.”“Libertarian?”“Yes.”“Figured. Didn’t have you pegged for a socialist.”I chuckled, “Only at work. But that’s voluntary, not forced, so it’s different.”“Interesting. We have fifteen minutes or so; care to explain?”I nodded and then explained my theory of managing a company. We’d just finished our discussion when Vickie called us to dinner.“I checked with Doctor Jessica on the right meal for you,” Vickie said. “Sorry you’ll have to pass on the homemade rolls,. Taking the humongous sequoia trees, the mountains, water, etc. Everything is new to my suburban mind. Feels like I landed on a bizarre planet. Everyone person I met told me they loved me. Which is common at the gatherings. I was beginning to feel accepted by complete strangers who do not know who I am or my history. Just a simple four letter word "love" that shows their compassion to one another. I never felt happier with other people like this. The women here were very different. Natural women.