He kneaded my ass as his cock thrust deep into my bowels again and again.“Who’s little bitch are you?’ He asked grunting as he thrust deep into ...y ass.“Whaaa….” I moaned, stunned.His cock stopped pistoning in and out of my ass. Punctuating each syllable by slapping my ass he asked “Who’s…little…bitch…are…you?”Understanding, I moaned “Oh god, your, yours, please fuck me, fuck me hard and deep.” I whimpered forcing my hips backwards, tryig to get his cock deep into my ass again. He backed off. Call Nina for more details.I quickly pulled out my cell phone and dialed the number. I was sodesperate for a job that I didn't care at all how boring the worksounded, and $10 an hour was a lot of money. My heart raced as thephone rang, and when someone answered, I nearly exploded."Hello?" The voice on the other end was sweet but powerful and young."Hi, my name is Kevin. I was wondering if I could speak to Nina?" Itried to sound professional, but to the girl, I probably. But, after going through lot of example and story in my past life of others, I confirmed not to marry. If I would marry, beside all the household needs I may fill up the gap of my physical satisfaction but, Rahul won’t get the genuine treatment and care of his real mother, in spite he may be hurt too much. So I left the Idea of 2nd marriage. But I came to a conclusion of sending Rahul to boarding school. Within a week I somehow convince Rahul and admitted him at a good Boarding school. After. But then I feel another set of hands and while I’d assumed it was hubs playing, I could no longer say for certain which set are his, or even if either of them are him!Together with the hands and fingers, there’s now tongues and lips. All over my body; my tits, my inner thighs, my face, my fingers, my neck, my pussy...I turn my head to the side and feel a hard cock touch my lips. I open my mouth and put my tongue out where I can taste the precum. Oh yummmmm!As I open my mouth wider to take the.