After he left her apartment, she sat there, contemplating everything that had happened. She wanted so badly to explain herself, tell him she would nev...r betray him, though what use was that? Not only would he not believe her, it would ultimately make her look desperate and cheap. He already treated her like a whore, and explaining herself would mean she cared about what he thought of her. She didn’t, right? He was calculating and manipulative, and she couldn’t believe she actually loved him.. . Isliye uthake yaha layi tujhe.. Abhi dekh kaise randi ki tarah chudwa rahi hai…..Ahhhh ahhhh,… Here uncle started fucking mom.. When he inserted his dick my mom screamed loudly… And here boobs were shaking vigourously… He was kissing my mom and fucking her harder… Very hard.. And she was moaining “aaaahh aaahhhh aaahhhhh.. Yes madarchod chod mala… Aag vijzhav majhi… Aai zhavadya…. ”“ho ga majhi raand aj purna majja deto tula”… “yes yes me tujhi raand aaj pasun… Jithe bolshil tithe nagdi hoil. ‘Hmm?’ I realized I’d been sitting at a stop light after it had changed to green. ‘Oh, right. Drive.’ ‘What’s on your mind, Babe?’ Kat rested her hand on my arm. I decided I really liked being called pet names by Kat. And her hand felt warm and comforting. ‘Well, honestly, I was just thinking about how much you’ve accomplished, with everyone practically forcing you in the other direction. It’s inspirational, really, downright awe-inspiring.’ ‘Thanks, Paul, but you’ve done a lot too!’ . I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I stood there staring at it for what felt like eternity. I really wanted to suck her tits hard. I wanted to slap those fun balls. I wanted to slap them hard. Slap them till they were red. I wanted to pull and twist her nipples and make her moan and cry. I wanted to do so many things to her, things I couldn’t tell anybody. I wanted to do everything to her that I had seen in porn.; all the kinky and painfully lustful things that I could. I was full of lust and was.