It was almost as much for Steph's mother as it was for the daughter. Conrad wanted to assure Jenny that he did indeed have absolute control over the y...ung girl, and if she didn't come through, he could just make a call. Jenny watched as the couple stood there, Stephanie arching her head back with her arms up and over the much taller black man. She could see her daughter's tongue probing the older black man's mouth. Jenny cringed at all the thoughts screaming through her mind.The men were still. Not always Spencer. Sometimes other people we knew, sometimes a fictional guy, always well hung, sometimes black. Sometimes a girl was mentioned, still fucking Kerry, not me. It turned us both on immeasurably. I was just starting to consider approaching Spencer about it when he moved overseas and so, probably fortunately, that was that. Kerry was always in control in our relationship and that was definitely the case in the bedroom. Kerry knew I’d do anything to fuck her and she began to enjoy. You can tell, just by looking at Kathy, that she is slightly drunk.I lean down and with a sharp tug, rip the tape from your mouth and watch with amusement as you use your cuffed hands to pull my underwear from your mouth. I hear you give a big sigh of relief."Well, sissy," I smile, "have you enjoyed your evening?"You look up at me with hatred in your eyes but do not answer. I gently but firmly slap you across the face and the noise of the slap in the quiet room makes Kathy jump. The red marks. Neetu age me mujhse badi thi aur mai usko didi keh ke bulata tha. Tab mai school se just passout hua tha aur wo b. Sc 3rd year ki student thi. Mera subject maths/science tha to kabhi mujhe koi problem hoti thi to wo mujhe help kar deti thi wo kafi intelligent thi.Wo b.Sc kar rhi thi to mujhe physics ya chemistry me kabhi doubts hote the to usse clear kar leta tha. Wo mere ghar par roz aati jati thi. Mere man me kabhi uske liye koi galat khayal nhi tha ki isko chodna h ya iske doodh dabana h..