K : Mai tumhare sare khoish puri karungi.Me : Meri ek wish puri karogi ?K : Ha bolo.Me: I want ultimate bondage and slavery.K(Strange face) : Kaya mat...ab ?Me : Mujhe isse bhi zayada dard do, kaise bhi do, but I want pain. Muje pure din bandh k rakho, mujhe maro, torture karo. Tum meri gand maro , dusro se bhi marwao. Mujhe is ghar ka kutiya banke rakho.K (got shocked) : Kaya ? Isse bhi zayada dard ? Pagal toh nehi ho gaye tum ?Me : Please, I want that.( I got a boner while explaining this to. There are no Hurricanes there. He'd seen Hurricane films on television and was in awe of the storms each time. Now, because of his deep love for her, he was going to see, first hand, a Hurricane.This Hurricane was born like all her great namesakes, Camille, Hugo, Andrew, on the Western coast of Africa, as a wisp of weather hardly noticeable on any modern radar screen. Then it pushed itself West, across the Atlantic, gathering strength as it went. At first, forecasters predicted the Hurricane to. If my parents found out that I was watching, then I would be in trouble. I thought this was all over and now my parents would rest but I guess my dad had other plans. He was still hard. He hadn’t cum yet and was ready to try a new position.Then he lifted my mom and flipped her for doggy style. He pulled her thong down and removed it for better access. Without a second thought, he thrust his cock into my mom. My mom’s wet pussy engulfed his cock without a hiccup. My dad smiled and said, “aaj. Gail looked over to Sarah, seemingly seeking approval which was noticed by Judy, who saw Sarah nod in agreement quickly followed by Gail saying, yes, lets do that. Sarah jumped in to the conversation and suggested that she join the game as a fifth, and not a servant. A quick survey of the room led to total agreement, and plans were set for next Saturday night. Everybody finished their coffees, and Ginny, Mary and Gail packed up their things and headed for their cars to go home, leaving Sarah.