Shyam seems to be more comfortable now. Now my wife asked him “Shyam which type of girl you like?” This was a bouncer to him.He said nervously “... like any girl in your figure”. his face showed he really meant it. My wife was very happy listening to these and shook hand with Shyam. It went for little longer. I said ‘with this note let us have some WINE’. Saying this I went to fridge and got 3 glasses and a bottle. We started drinking and environment started to change.Arun was now looking more. It disturbed her to see this unfolding before her, unable to help or do anything. Then she saw the little girl with her blonde curls in little ponytails turn and Chloe watched her walk over to the counter, Chloe’s counter, and pick up a large knife. With determination the little girl walked up behind the man who was still bend over the still body in the corner. She called out to him, the one real word that Chloe was able to grasp ‘daddy’. Then raised both over her hands over her head, clutching. It was daylight now, early morning. I looked down at my penis and saw it was covered in blood. I looked around and saw two men in the room: my master and someone I didn't know. My master noticed I was awake. He had a smile on his face, and he walked over to the table nearby. There was a golf club, a wood driver, leaning on it. He picked it up and walked over to me. He stood near my legs; he swung his driver like he was at the golf course. I felt the driver connect with my testicles. The pain I. We want some too." "Shit," Carl said. "Okay. You can have her. But I may want another turn." Carl was just talking and Susan knew it. Usually he would have been already hard and ready again. He must have gotten some pussy earlier. Susan wondered where and with whom? Was there some other girl in school fucking that she didn't know about? Susan doubted it.Then she remembered that the boys had mentioned Miss Thomas, but Susan discarded that possibility. Not cold-assed Miss Thomas. There was not a.