I grew up in such places and when I was a little girl. My junkie mother would tie us up in the basement and turn out the light telling us the rats wou...d get us. This was her form of a "Time out" but the rats never did. In fact we sorta befriended them giving them names and feeding them balls of bread. Her punishment became more a joke than anything. Much like that I accepted the situation for what it was and moved on finishing one job and then the next till I began to see our progress. This. She is a plump and fair girl from south Mumbai. She was perfectly curvy with her stats measuring 36C-36-40. Yes! A soft and fat cushiony ass to die for.Her lips were pink and buttery smooth, the cherry on top was her shining cat eyes. We matched and were chatting on hangouts with each other throughout the day to know each other. All of sudden she told me that she wants to confess something to me. Upon asking her about it, her reply came as a shock to me.She sent me a couple of pictures in which. "how about you lay down here where I was and I will take care of everything. I laid down on the cool tile floor. Connie pulled my pants off, my cock now standing straight up in the air. I was hoping I would still get to fuck her but was feeling that I may have screwed that up. Connie then stood over me, each leg on either side of me, then she knelt down onto her knees with her pussy touching the tip of my cock. She took hold of my cock and started to rub it between her pussy lips. I laid there. We picked up like we had never left off yesterday. It was so easy to talk to him, and he was making me feel much better after a shitty day.Daniel could tell I had already had a few and asked me about that. I giggled and told him about sneaking out early. “Sounds like Lizzy was a bad girl today? Did you play nice?” Daniel asked me, with a bit of sternness in his voice.Just the change in his tone made me lower my head a little, and I replied softly, “No Daniel, I did misbehave some.” His.