As long as I hear him on the radio I know he's at work and not on his way home, Sir," she explained."Now, isn't she respectful?" he asked his friends....urning back to Jane he ordered her "get on your knees bitch, and tell my boys what you are."I watched as Jane dropped immediately to her knees, her boobs wobbling. "I am a slut, Sir. A whore and a bitch." And who's whore, slut and bitch are you?" Larry was smiling, enjoying this."I'm yours Sir. Your whore, your bitch, your slut," she looked up at. My eyes slowly opened and looked in the back seat where we spent late nights sitting together in each other’s arms, spent days after school fogging the windows, where he told me that he didn’t want to let me go. ‘What’s wrong?’ I heard him ask from inside the car. I rubbed the back of my neck and shook my head. ‘Nothing,’ I whispered, slowly sitting in the seat and closed the door. I stared out the window as he pulled out of the parking space. * * * * Jonathan pulled into the service area. I never felt more loved. I never felt morenaturally female. My arms were around his back and his backside inardent and willing surrender. In my "silk love outfit" I was his and inhis arms I was where I belonged. There would be no stopping ourexpression of mutual infatuation and mutual need.I was so happy that Roger didn't hesitate to roll on a condom as Isurged in the excitement of what was to come. He entered me gently aspossible as I cried out in as much joy as there was pain. Beneath himand. Vo boli haath hatao.Vo boli tume kya laga mje nhi pata tum subh mere sath kya kr rhe the.Mere boobs ko cho rhe the namkeen ke bahane se.Fir vo boli pata hai meri panty me abi bhi namkeen hai or vo nikal nhi paa rhi hai. Shayad ander chali gyi hai.Tum nikal doge?Me samaj gya ki ye to line de rhi hai . Vo boli “tumhara lund bhut bada hai .Mene aajtak aisa bhi dekha. Me ise choo sakti ho??”Mene kaha sure.Mera poora lund Tamanna ke hath me tha or vo use hilane lagi or boli jb ghar me jawaan ladki.