Sssssss fir main dheeere chut ki or badhne lagaaur uski chut chatne laga boht der baad maine apna lauda nikala aur uske muh me dene laga to mana kar r...hi thi to maine uska sar pakada uar muh me de diya boht der tak zabardati chusaane ke baad fir wo boht ache se chusne lagiFir usne kaha ki please meri chut ki khujli mita doo please iski pyaas ko tuhamra lun de do fir main chut me lund daalne laga to boht chilaa rahi thi aaaa aaaaa….A.A.A.A. Chillane se hi lag raha tha ki wo kitni pyaasi hai to. ” Patty turned her attention back to my semi-hard cock. She softly stroked it. “You fucked away my doubts. How much do I owe you?”“Nothing, darling,” said Julienne. “We owe you for the food and sex.”“Most of all,” I chipped in. “We owe you for showing us the way.”We knew then what we wanted to do and how we’re going to make our future a pleasurable one. We were married within a week and within a year saved enough money to start our venture. That was why Julienne received Mrs. Brown wearing. Inside there is no grief, only mute, uncomprehending shock. He twists on the spot, wrings his hands, in a childish fashion, “three years,” he pleads, “three years apart from you.” I smile sadly, trying to compose my thoughts. “I know,” I tell him softly, “it has been an eternity, hasn’t it? And I can see now that I have been naïve to hang my everything on our marriage, on returning to you.” He gingerly takes a step towards me, encouraged by the softness in my voice. I allow him to come, waiting. She nodded.“Wait here,” I told her as I left to go to our bedroom. Inside the bottom the wardrobe was a bag that we hadn’t opened for a few years now. Those were the days when Liz and tried new things and she liked bondage. Being tied up naked and helpless on our bed ticked many of her boxes, and I wondered if it also ticked some of her daughter’s as well.Back in our bedroom I told Amy to strip and while she undressed I fixed some straps to the corners of the bed. “You do bondage do you?” she.