‘significant other,’ might be the best term, ma’am, as she’s almost my wife. We’re going to be married if and when I sell a major story.’ ...��Ah . . . you’re a writer?’ ‘Well . . . yes, sort of. I’ve sold to a few minor magazines, but I’m trying to break into the big time. . .’ She held up a hand and my mouth snapped shut. ‘You’ll write about this experience, keep a diary if you wish . . . is this your girl, coming up the path, now?’ Actually it was my sister, but I nodded, she was (had been) my. She grunted as my hips smacked her ass. I liked the sound and wanted to hear it again, I thrust, hard and fast, drawing the sound from her again and again. The desire took control, a low growl emanated from deep in my chest and I drove my hard shaft into her over and over trying to get deeper with every violent thrust. Fire raged in my stomach as my climax built, everything disappeared, except Jen’s blonde curls flying wildly about as her body shook with the force of my thrusts. With one final. Maine hski body ke sath khelna shuru kiya uske kaan ko kiss kiya halka sa katte hue phir lip ko chussne lagaPhir gale me kiss kiya apni juban se uske gale ko chata or uski chati par aagaya ab uski right choochi ke nippel ko apne mooh me lene laga or left wale ko dabane laga dhire dhire mai uske nipppel ko kaat bhi raha tha or mera lund uski nabhi ko rugad raha tha jisse mujhe or bhi maza aane laga main apna mooh uski left choochi par le gaya or thoda jor se kata uske nippel ko to uski chikkh. "But that doesn't mean I abuse her. And it's not like I need another slave girl." What do you mean?" Renee asked."Tops Off!" I announced. Within seconds, both Cheri and Kari had their tops off. "I already have two slaves in this house, and another at home. If I wanted relief right now, both of them would be under the table, fighting with each other to see who could have my cock down their throat first. I think that you'd agree that both of them are quite beautiful, and I can guarantee that both.