Kia was moaning loud and clear. She sure knows how to ride a shifting hard stick. The two of us fuck for a few minutes and then I hear the door of my ...*o and his wife's room opened. My younger sister in law came out and went to the kitchen. She just passed by while Kia and me were fucking hard which the living room was a step away from the hallway. Kia didn't hear the door open and was only busy riding me and moaning loud. So I think my younger sister in law must have hear it and came to the. It had been a very long day when she got hers done. Right above her pussy it read ?for torture use only?, she had a tramp stamp that read ?Pain Slut? and one across her butt cheeks that read ?if you can read this I wasn’t spanked hard enough?. Her pride was the shopping list on her back though. It read ?Before disposing of this worthless slave make sure you: - got all the sexual gratification from her that you desire- crushed her spirit through relentless humiliation- abused her physically and. “Yeah I guess that was true, but now I am… so… are you going to make a pass at me?”He looked into her earnest blue eyes “Well in that case yes, but I left the instructions in my bag.”She smiled. “I can save you the time… we can go to my home if you like? My parents are at work.”“OK, I like that idea”, he said, “but how about some lunch first, I'm starving.” They sat talking easily across the table from each other. Annette was more relaxed than he could ever remember her. She laughed and. Not because I didn’t want to but because my foster parents made me give them half of what I earned and then deposit the rest. They didn’t want me to spend any of my money. “You have to save it for college,” was the mantra I heard every week. “Forget the beer. Let’s just go for a walk.”“After working here all fucking day I would rather forget this place instead of the beer.”When 11:00pm finally rolled around we shut off the outside lights and closed the windows. We did our normal closing tasks.