That’s never going to make you a better person.”Diana’s face flashed into a scowl. “Don’t you dare lecture me. People have tortured me all m... life. My own sister put a baby inside me and sent me to prison. You, on the other hand, fuck your prisoners. I’m the victim. You are not. Don’t forget that.” She pointed menacingly as if Ellen was the one that sentenced her.“You’re still claiming to be a victim of incest. Goodnight, Miss Masters.” Ellen dismissed her charge’s japes and left without. “There’s no point if you think you might be pregnant already, anyway they’re back in my room and l’m fed up with waiting, get naked and open your legs.”“You’re such a pig,” she said, slowly unbuttoning her pyjama jacket.“Come on, don’t hang about,” he said, grabbing hold of the bottom of her pyjama trousers and pulling them off, then taking hold of her ankles pushing her legs up and over her head leaving her cunt fully exposed. He put one hand on the thick mat of pubic hair on her lower belly.. ’ Rick rolls over, Mandi sits on his belly, leans down and starts to kiss him on his forehead, cheeks, nose and finally his lips. Rick responds by cupping her cheeks and deepening the kiss. Mandi sucks on his tongue as she stretches out full length on him feeling his hard dick pressing against her mound. She runs her hands over his bare chest before slipping them under his sweatpants and stroking his dick. Rick rolls them over so that they are laying side by side facing each other. He unties. Dopehar ka time tha me kahana kha har mery bhabhi ke rum me beitha huva tha our tabhi mery bhabhi under agayi our wo boly rajChalo na ek naya game khelte he mene bola chalo mery bhabhi boly ki game ka ruls he ki ye game hum kabhi bhi kasiko nahi bata sakte game do din ki he pehle din me tumhe kusbhi kar sakti hu or dusre din tum mujko kusbhi kar skte ho, me bola ooook wo jatse uth gaya our darwaja amderse lock kar diya our muje dhakka mar kar bistar pe lita diya. or phir mere upar agayi oue.