I had always been terrified of the basement; it was the one part of the house no one ever had to bar me from. But I didn't want Darren to see me shive... or to know about my fear of the dark and tight spaces. I held my breath, counting each step as I tried not to imagine living down here, finally able to exhale when we got down to a more open area and he turned on the lights..."Gasp!" My relief was short lived as the sight of the 'sissy foyer' loomed before me. Cages hung on the walls...enough to. . Usne shirt or jeans pena tha.. Or uska bachha kariban 5 se 6 sal ka tha.. Us ka bacha wahan pade khilone ke liyeh roya to usne manay kardiya maine kahay are bache ko kyu rulate ho.. Yeh le jao.. Humari taraf se gift samjo usne mana kiya.. Last main maine uneh paise bad main dena kar ke kahakar de diya…Jate jate woh boli main kabhi kabhi yahan aati hu… Aap apna no. De do main address sms karti hu aate jate aap collect karlena… Yeh kah kar ek naughty smile dei…Is baat ko kuch din hue or fir. I slowly inserted myself into him, but before I could get balls deep, I felt myself losing the battle of holding my cum back, so I pulled out.By this time, we were both wanting the same thing. We both had that look in our eyes. He got up and put on some extra lips gloss, then he put those heels back on and motioned for me to come over.“Caleb, I want two things from you....”“What’s that Jess?”“1, don’t pull out, cum in me.”“And the second?”“Fuck me like you hate me. No matter what I say, don’t. ).She slipped easily under the shower and let the warm water cascade over her tired body, yet her mind was anything but tired, in her mind she relived the events of only a few hours ago and found herself playing with her own cunt. Half an hour and three climaxes later she wrapped her warm body in a bath sheet and slipped out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. She dropped the towel and lay on top of her bed, she knew what she had done was disgusting but she felt more alive now than she did.