Riya jhet se uht ker khadi ho jati hai or apne kamre me chli jati hai ajay bhi thodi der baad riya ke kamre me pounc jata hai riya ajay ko bdhek ker k...a chia aju ajay dhime swar me tum bhabhi riya kya kuch nhi bhabhi bas asye hi or ajay jaker bister me let jata hai riya bhi bagl me leti thi ajay apna hanht se riya ke phet per rhk deta hai.Riya uht ker bhait jati ahi ajay yea kya ker rhe hoo ajay bhabhi kuch to nhi riya aju kya uha bhabhi mujse apki udasi deki nhi jati kheker apna hanht riya ke. ..I don't want to take it off." Of course not, you enjoy wearing my clothes and posing for me, don'tyou? You are even enjoying my playing a womanizing boss to yoursubmissive secretary, aren't you?"I had become so scared that I couldn't look at Lynn, let alone answerher. I just looked down and gave an affirmative nod of my head."Of course you are, you've dreamed about it, and now you are being paidto live that dream. And you will continue to live your dream as there ismuch more of this. Kayla waited for it to end and then asked, "Is he your gynecologist?" Kayla was still not convinced they weren't kidding her. "UMMPH! NO! HE IS NOT!" Replied Chloe excitedly. The words sounded as if they were said through gritted teeth. She laughed, "I'd say that qualifies." "Kayla dear, as much as I'd love to talk, you kind of caught me in the middle of... OHHH YOU DIRTY DOG YOU!" Realizing that last remark was obviously not directed at her, Kayla began to wonder whether Chloe had told her the. "How did you know about him, that was supposed to be private?" she said in a subdued tone."Oh I know everything. About you and Carlo fucking. About you and Maria betraying me with your unnatural perversions. But worst of all you spit on me and on our marriage when you shared your nakedness, your lovely precious body with a complete stranger. A sick weirdo who does nothing but fiddle with his tiny pecker and write filthy stories about rape and incest. I saw your Hotmail password, 'rapeme'. You.