She barely spoke to me, only to order me about, andevery Friday she had me stand in front of her to revue my week's work tosee if I deserved a punishm...nt or a reward. Although I was called toperform oral duties four or five times a week, no link was made to thepoints system, and invariably I was paddled for not achieving asatisfactory level of service for my Mistress during the week.The worst part of it was that I was refused permission to speak and askwhat I was doing wrong.Then, about a. ‘Shall we wish each other a Happy New Year the same way?’ I said somewhat shyly. We looked into each other’s eyes, a small smile on his face as he nodded and moved into my arms and our lips met again in our second kiss. Holding each other as we went into a clinch, the fronts of our bodies met as did our pricks and, as before, with this close contact as we kissed, our pricks became rampant cocks again, being squashed between us. ‘Oh Christ!’ I said as our lips parted but with us still pressing. Ahhhhhhhhhh keya bataon kitan maza aya tha us waqt ke mere mun us ke mun mae tha aur hath se us ke mame ko daba rahae tha or sath hi us ki phudi per apna 7 inch ka lun ragar raha tha. wo bhi apni phudi ko utha utha ker mere lun ke sath ragar rahi thi.aur ahhhhhhhhh dalo naaaaaaaaa mujhe chudo naaaaa ki awazen nikal rahi thi. aur mare lund ko apni phudi mae dalne ki kushish ker rahi thi.tab mae nae us ke hoontoon ka aik gehra kiss leya or mame ko zoor se dabate hue us ki phudi per apne lun se. I am your loser son’s wife. I can’t take more crap from life. Thinking this, I went to check for my bra in his room. I looked everywhere in vain. Suddenly I noticed its strap under his pillow….I yanked it out and went back into my room. It made me so upset.I lay in bed for the rest of the evening. But I guess after taking so much nonsense from this household, I wanted to get back at him. Why should I take it all lying down, I thought.And like an angry Indian goddess I devised a plan.I wore the.