..we are sitting cross-legged talking.my eyes scan the horizon quickly to find a way to get closer to it ....nothing, nothing comes to me .... and the... i see. a purple flower whose name I don't even know ... I decide to take it to pretend I want to put it in my hair.I rock her, extend my arm to the flower and finally slide through her hair I throw a valve on her in passing (her hair is curly, it will hold better)I begin the descent to resume my starting place.get to the author of your face, I. Kya chunchi thi, mano sakth santre. Dabao to chitak chitak jaye. Ufff.., malai thi puri ki puri. Mere hatho me sama gaye the.. Aur wo ahen bharne lagi..aahhh dheere…… mujhe kuch ho rahaa..haiiii.. Uski awaz ab dubane lagi thi.. Ek madakta si cha gayi uska chehare par.Maine kaha “Raani kaisa lag raha hai? Mere pyar se tujhe maja aa rah hai ki nahi?” Raani ne jawab diya, “sahabji, maine yeh sab kabhi nahin kiya. Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai. Aur mujhe dar bhi lagta hai” Ukhri sanson se maine kaha,. I’ve always fancied her, but that’s probably because, as my Sister-in-law, she’s forbidden fruit. Don’t get me wrong, her Sister (my Wife) is very enjoyable in the bedroom, but there’s something inexplicably desirable about an older, more bossy woman … particularly if she’s already related to the woman you sleep with almost every night. I always thought she was unattainable, that is until one day after work… I was browsing the web on my laptop when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting any. In his hands He carries His crop, paddle and my anal beads. He walks up behind me and places all the things next to me on the bed. I feel his hand on my arse… the first slap isn’t so hard, just a gentle sting. As Master carries on though, the slaps get harder and faster and land all over in random places. My arse begins to burn and then Master stops. He runs His hands between my legs, "So wet aren’t you My little slut," Master says as he thrusts two fingers hard inside my pussy. I cry out and.