She picked it up, her dark fingers sliding over the bright surface.“Fuck it,” muttered Vanessa. “Your husband’s a lousy fuck. You can have the...money back.”“Oh, I’ve already recovered it,” Mom said. “You still have my husband’s name on those accounts. I’ve been taking steps to protect the finances. I’m a signature on his campaign, after all I have the same access you do. Or did.”Vanessa grimaced. Then she scrawled her name on the bottom. “There. Done. I won’t talk. I’ll quit. There are other. I saw meenu husband durai starting to somewhere in his bike. I decided to speak with meena.I took my bike and went outside and she was standing there. I started my bike. She turned around by hearing the bike noise. I smiled at her. She too responded. I asked whether the house and the area is comfortable. She said yes and added that she missed her old area and her native. I said if you want any help you can contact us. I asked her whether mom gave mobile number for an emergency. She said no.. .’. This turned me on further and I began increasing my speed.She then got onto her hands and we did it doggie style. I held her waist and also leaned into to grab her breast while pushing in. Then I lied on my back and she began to ride me. She was grinding me slow and steady and I was continuously caressing her breast and body. She bent down to kiss me and then pushed her boobs into my face.Then I sat up and took her on my lap and was stroking her. She was looking down my face and sexily. He pulls the plug out slowly and then pushes it in again. Deeper. My ass stretches receive it. I squirm, the intensity of the feeling overwhelming me. I struggle to move away, but can't, my wrists and ankles are securely bound. I can't get away from the plug and he begins to push it in and out, harder, faster. I can't hold off any longer."Master, may I please cum?" I ask breathlessly. There's no answer, just the feeling of the plug, going deeper every time he pushes it in. I feel.