With a loud grunt and gasp the screen came to life.Janice jumped from her bed to turn down the volume as the first scene to come on was that of a woma... noisily slurping away at a huge cock. She looked back at her door and hoped her son hadn't heard it. There had been no title or introduction... just this vulgar opening scene. She left the volume low and moved a chair closer to the set. She leaned in and tried to listen to what was going on as the blonde girl continued to suck away."Ooh yeah. Saw his cock pressing against her little yellow ducky panties and she loved it. She pressed up closer to him, putting her lips only a few millimeters from his ear, "Then say it." "Say what?" "I'm a little girl for Mistress M." She whispered softly. "No way." Jeffrey said but without conviction. "Come on, you know you want to. You know that's what you are. Just say it and then…," She wasn't sure what came after, what was she going to do?, "I'll make your dreams a reality." "What will you do?". “You most certainly did!” replied Ellen, in her most refined English accent, which the Garrett girls loved so much. “What on earth are you doing down there?” “Waiting for you and Pamela. Didn’t she come with you?” Isabelle asked, hopefully. “She’s not sick again, is she?” “Not again. Still!” Corrected Ellen, with her smile quickly waning. “I came last night to implore Doctor Mayweather to go to Regina’s house to see to her.” “I wondered what was going on last night. I heard a noise, and peaked. Ya sub koch dhak kar muja saber na howa aur man phir aik movi laya aik condum b laya kiun main lun per condum dal kar muth marta , main ahbi apna kaam shuroo hi kiya tha tu mahmoona ah gahee aur gusaa muja dhaka aur kaha ya kia kar raha ho tum main shermindagisa dir neecha kar diyaa us na kaha tum pata ha kitna bara guna ha ya , us na kaha tu shadi shda ho aur ab koi bachay b nahi hon , main tumhari biwi hon tu tum ya kis liya dhak raha hon kabi muja b dahka ha tum naa biwi lia hoti ha main.