I was lost in my own world and didn’t hear if she moaned or groaned.“Why did you choose Mark?” I rested the horsewhip on her ass.“He was the e...sy option.” I hit her ass hard once per cheek before resting the horsewhip on her ass again.“Why did you choose Mark?” I asked again putting an edge of exasperation in my voice.“He was the easy option and he is rich,” she said with a hint of shame in her voice.“Didn’t you always say money meant nothing to you?” I asked quietly.“I did say that sir.” She. .. no, pounding ... and my hands feel damp and sweaty. I wish I had brought my grapefruit knife for security and protection but it was too late. I checked my watch as I stepped out of the glass lift; I would be forty-five seconds late. I enter the corridor and look for number 44; the blue door is to my left.I close my eyes, and count to three; I have butterflies dancing in my stomach. I feel scared but excited. I go to knock on the door, but it swings open from my touch and bounces softly. Rishi ne socha kea b mummy pe assault kardena chahiye. Usne mummy ko gale se pakda aur smooch karne laga. Uski mummy virodh kar rahi thi but jyada nahi kari. Rishi ne mummy ko t shirt ko upar karke mummy ko hug karne laga. “ Mummy agar aap yeh sab karna chahti ho toh karlo..mujhe koi problem nahi hai” . yeh bolte bolte usne mummy ko ab sirf bra pehne hue dekha…uska chehra uski mummy ke badan ko dekhke laal tapkane laga .Who mummy ko uske baalo se pakad ke apne muh ke pass laake bolta hai “aaj. Jun was a 51-year-old woman at the time, ruby-haired with long, loose-haired lion-like hair, brown eyes, a pleasant face, beautiful mouth and smile and of medium stature, neither fat nor skinny, with medium-sized tits pulling small. .., divorced and with a 10-year-old son who lives with her and her grandmother.We agreed so much, that we began to feel an attraction to each other. Every night we chatted and talked several hours by videoconference.Until one day we decided to take the step and stay.