Blood was running down across the thick globes of her breast. She paid no attention as she continued to fuck the beast all the faster and harder."Fuck...me… fuck me," she cried, as she felt the unmistakable quivering of his balls in her cunt hole. She knew he was about to come. She pulled harder on his back, bringing him very, very close to her.Then she felt his surge. Klinda began a series of low, throaty screams as she felt her climax closer and closer along with his.Then she felt his long,. "Yeah I own the house mortgage free. " He notices that her firm perky breasts now have hard nipples pushing against the taut shirt fabric. Licks his lips."How many cars do you own? I noticed the Mustang and the Nissan Titan truck and the Commodore in the drive." 6 " Dave states. Noticing her interest in cars continues" The Mustang, the Titan, a falcon XR6 Sprint, a 1965 Ford Galaxie coupe, a 1969 Mustang fastback, and a Ferrari" Not the HSV Commodore SS V Motorsport" "No that's mine" says the. Not deep, but deep enough. It was clearly to big for her. I pulled it out and started teasing her ass with it as well.The idea of her ass seemed to wake her up a bit, it was muffled and more of beg for mercy than before "no please, not there". "Baby I've got you here, I own you, I'm going to used what ever part of you I want, but that will not fit there, not yet at least. Now I'm going to take the gag off and you are not going to make a sound." She didn't, I had certainly broken her, she wasn't. I started washing the dishes. I was sure that he could have heard the utensils. After some time he came to the kitchen and stood there silently. I too stayed silent.After a few moments, he broke the silence and asked, “Bhabhi did you see me doing there in the hall?” I didn’t turn back but just nodded my head. He then started crying. “Sorry bhabhi I couldn’t control myself that’s why. Forgive me bhabhi,” he said. I didn’t reply to him.He then stepped forward and held my waist from behind. I.