Now where would they go? Eddy knew the house. He wouldn’t dare to go into her father’s room, or her bedroom. Would he? Cher quietly jogged...to her bedroom door on her tiptoes. The door should have been open, but it wasn’t. She turned the knob silently and peeked in. And there they were. Cindy was on her back, laying on the edge of Cher’s bed, knees bent, her shorts and panties twisted around one foot as if she were trying not to take them off altogether. Eddy, on the. Paloma Picasso. It consumed my senses. Then I became angry. How dare this homeless bitch wear my wife’s perfume!! But then, just like that, the smell was gone, and I calmed down. “I called the police,” she announced while I held her.“The detectives came back. They said that they wanted to give you this file.”She turned and waived her hand towards the dining room table.“It is a very well-detailed investigation. It shows that your wife killed herself because she was pressured into it.” “I. After driving awhile, the car is put in park and the door is opened. I’m roughly dragged out of the car and forced inside a house. I’m pushed through the house to the bedroom. There I’m pushed onto the bed. My hands are released from behind my back and recuffed above my head to the bed. I’m left there for several minutes. Suddenly my clothes are ripped and cut off of me roughly, and I’m left in my bra and panties. I keep begging to be let go, when a ball gag is forced into my mouth. After. .”, saying so I went to the other side and starting mashing her melons.Komal: Oh.. Darling…Yess.. What’s the update?To end the shit going, I said, “I know the last technique”.Komal while moaning asked, “What’s that?”I removed both my hands, pinched her pink nipples and started sucking her boobs. She left loud moans calling out my name telling, “Oh ahhaha.. Saurav… Oh, Ssssssss”.I got hold of her big booty, pushed her closer and started kissing. The beauty I longed for was mine now. We kept.