A black leather blindfold and several strips of tape over her mouth completed bindings. To her captor, Stephanie was turning into everything that he d...eamed of and more.With another tug on her lead, Jeff pulled his stepsister up off the couch and to a teetering stance. Stephanie, with her legs bound together and weak from her exertions, was finding it difficult to balance. The only support the blonde girl had was the tension the stranger kept on her leash."If you want your meal," the metallic. Mene to isare bhi kiye par tum kar hi nahi rahe the.Mene use pucha ki to fir mera hath kyu hata diya to usne kaha ki mera pati samne tha aur agar light aa jati to kya karte.Me nahi chahati thi ki hum pakde jaye par tum to dusre sin bahar hi nahi aye.Mene kaha ki me dar gaya tha.Fir to kya tha.Mene jat se uske upar chadh gaya aur kiss karne laga.Usne muje jat se hata diya aur kaha ki abhi nahi abhi koi bhi aa sakta he tum jayo ahase.Par kaha manane vala tha. Mene kha ki ek sart par jayunga tumhe. Anna didn’t know I was here and was saying dirty things like, ‘your cock is so much better than my boyfriends, I love how big you are, I love how much you cum, do you want to fuck me?’ Jim didn’t answer he turned to me and said, ‘I have a friend coming over and hope you don’t mind, Anna sure didn’t.’ I told him that I didn’t mind the long as it was safe fun. Anna ignored me continued to be a slave for her black bull and savor his cock. She would go back-and-forth from trying to suck on the. She had cried for days after the first few trips but continued… ‘Penance,’ she told herself, ‘for her sins.’ ‘You’re just in time for lunch,’ the nun said. ‘We’re having spaghetti.’ ‘Thank you,’ said Cindy, ‘I’m still hungry.’ The nun gave her a strange look, seeing the near empty box of cookies lying on the front seat of the car. A while later a humbled Cindy asked for the recipes to the luncheon dishes. What the nun had quietly called ‘spaghetti’ was a rich mélange of meats and spices wrapped.