Unhone mujhey rukne ko kaha.Jab sab chale gye tab kal ki tarah mei parvat mei aa gyi aur uncle mere mpeeche khare ho kar apna lund mere hips ke beech ...ei rub karne lage. Thore der baad uncle ne mere boobs pakar liye aur meine moan kar diya.Uncle ne fir mere nipples dhundhkar unhe bra ke uppar se kheechna chaalu kiya. Uncle ka lund abhi pura tight ho gya tha aur mere ass mei bhaut mast dhang se feel ho rha tha. Uske baad uncle ne lund ko thora neeche kiya aur pussy pe thora sa dhakka mara. Meei. Torture or not she was enjoying herself. Come Monday morning when she returned to work this night would help her get through all those boring hours in front of her computer. Clicks followed by a soft sensation around her ankle snapped her out of her euphoria. Before she could even say anything he was already behind her snapping her hands in the soft confines of the cuffs. She struggled. Twisting and turning trying to pull them free, crying and pleading with him to let her go. She had never been. It was difficult to buy-off the King’s guards or to get a man into those cells. At least his men had managed to fire some of Willow’s fields. He wasn’t happy that Willow had survived the murder of her parents. It would have been better if she had been the one who died.It had taken his manager a week after the debt was paid, to pass on the information that they hadn’t foreclosed. He had inquired as to why not, suspecting Wickham have intervened. He hadn’t been happy when told an unknown investor. And began sucking over my panty.It was hard but gentle.The she got up and pulled my panty down.She held my hand and guided me to her spare bedroom.She made me lie down and made me watch her undressing.I tried to lend a hand but she gently pushed me back and said Enjoy the show. She got in between my legs and we kissed.She held my hands apart and kissed my breasts as she slowled rubbed her pussy against mine.She went down.And finally put her finger inside.Those fingers were working inside me.