Ek din mere pati ka phone aaya ke, Samir, mera nandoi, Gurgaon aaya huya hai or vo ghar aayega, khana bana kar rakhna. Vese to meine kabhi samir se jy...da baat nahi kit hi par mujhe acha laga ke koi to hamare ghar aa raha hai.Meri nanad ki shadi ko abhi 2 saal hi huye hai. Is beech mein do-teen bar hi samir se mili thi. Bada hi hasmukh chehra, lamba kad kath or smiling face. Us ke ghar mein aate hi jese ghar ghar lagne laga. Meine us ko chai pilai or vo fresh hone chala gaya. Bohat din ke baad. I stripped her naked and sent her for a hot bubble bath. Her aching muscles would need relief before I could reasonably expect her to pleasure me correctly. I read another two chapters as she luxuriated in my oversized tub. Kitty smiled as I entered the master bath. She was stunningly beautiful. She had scrubbed the marker off of her heavy breasts and her skin was aglow. “I have waited long enough my pet,” I said holding out the oversized bath towel. I wrapped it around her curvy form as she. "I want you to watch and see how I'll deal with you when my dear friend Blanche has exhausted her arm on you. I intend to play my part in breaking you for being such a dismal let-down to our Cherie." Blanche sneered audibly as my anus clenched in fear at her words, but my cock buzzed and remained rigid as I watched her beautiful rounded arse as she sauntered back to the gimp, now squirming in a mixture of fear and anticipation, strapped down to a caning bench before a house of women. She took. “Fuck off, get off me fuckface" You squirm beneath me, your free arm flailing behind you trying to push me off. I push your shoulders down and hold you there with my left hand and now my right hand begins to work on your arse. I slap your right cheek, leaving a bright red hand-print. I grab your arse hard, pulling and groping as your struggling continues against me serving only to provide more skin for my cock to slide against. I pull your thong to one side and slide my two fingers through your.