Meri maa ka naam shobhna he age 38 saal mari maa ki fig.chuchiya 42 kamar 34 aur gand 48 ki he aur colour gora aur dikhne me khubsurat he ab mai kahan... ko shuruat karta hu.Ek din mai aur meri maa hum dono hamare rishte daronke yaha gaye the aur hum bike pe gaye the aur hume aate wakt deri ho gayi aur lag bhag andhea ho gaya tha un dino barish ka mausam tha aur raste me barish shuru huyi aur hum pure bhig gaye aur raste bhi sunsan tha isliye hum aage badhte rahe aur hume ek ghar dikhayi pada hum. Carol noticed my fearful expression and moving in front of me, slapped my tits hard several times, "You fuckin' whore" she said, "My mistress will punish you for being a fuckin' whore" she added and backed off, bent down and tying ropes to my ankles, spread my legs apart and tied them wide open. She came back to me, "Please don't" I begged, knowing what Betty had in mind. Carol slapped my face hard, took out a rubber ball mouth gag and put it in my mouth to shut me up. "She's ready mistress". “It is pretty sweet, isn’t it?” I replied. “Uh, the Energists asked me if I wanted a wired or wireless microphone system for singing here in the garage.” Just then a beeping sound chimed and a new message appeared on the screen. I read it out loud for Paul and Cathy, ‘You can keep this wireless system and use it with all your vocals and instruments. There are now wireless micro companies making similar products, which some bands have started to use in 1977.‘Just then the garage’s chilly, dry. Filling her pretty, pouty-lipped mouth with what came out of my bum-hole. Making her tongue taste and feel my filth. Making her nice blonde curtains all shitty. I feel so, so powerful. I torture her with it, smothering her, permitting her a few seconds of breath, then back down into the sludge she goes! My pole twitches and leaks with newly-pubescent cravings as she comes up for air and squeals and begs and pleads through shitty lips and shitty tongue before her frantic words are turned to.