Rani ki muh dabi huyi thee, par uski ankhe ansuon se bhar gaye the.Ranga wapis khada hokar rani ka muh chhoda to rani bho bho kar rone lag gayi, uski ...ono chuchiya ranga ke choosne katne par sooj gaye the aur behad dard de rahe the.Par ranga ruka nahi, wo thoda idhar udhar dekha, koi nahi dikha to rani ka hath pakad ke godown me legaya. Rani ka sarir kamjor ho gaya tha. Andar jake dekha ke charo taraf chawal aur aloo ke bore rakhe hain. Ek jagah pe chawal ke bore kamar tak uche the, usne rani. Examining the concrete floor of the laundry room, I wiped up the cum that had dripped onto the floor and tossed the towel in the dirty laundry hamper. I had another drink before returning to bed. My husband was still snoring softly and didn't even move as I got under the covers. I still had trouble going to sleep with visions of all that had happened in the last thirty hours. My brain was on hyper-drive and I could barely believe myself all that had happened in so short a time. I had to think. John tossed it on the near by chair before grabbing my boobs that were over flowing my push up bra. John moved his hands to the back hook up of my bra. I was just about to tell him I can get that for him as most guys can never get it unhooked. But he skillfully had it unhooked in mere seconds; John pulled the bra from my tits and tossed it with my shirt. My tits were free as he took both hands to them playing with each. He leaned down and John kissed and licked on one as he pinched the nipple. Practically born an orphan. Growing up in one abusive foster home after another. One bad boyfriend after another. Beaten and abused by all of the men she knew and trusted. A dead end job with a lecherous boss, bills on her credit card that she can't pay run up by the last man in her life, no time to go to school so she can get ahead and now no money to pay for it if she had the time, rent due and the landlord threatening to kick her out. She had no life, no prospects, no future and now she.