Mistresst.netMistress T was sitting at a dinner table in Paris Drinking a coffee. Her pants were tight and leather and she had on a pink shirt that sh...wed off her body and a leather coat to balance out the color. Mistress T was in sandals today and she had her toes painted nice and pink. She was a very beautiful woman, think with blond hair that she sometime wore long. She was white with smooth skin. It was a day time outside and she was buttering her toast.She had her slave boy Tyrone. He a. Aur tv ka volume kam karo mujhe bahut joorse sunahi detahe, mera concentration bigad rahahe, tho usne teekhe bolkar khushi khushise mere roomse bahar gaya. Aur baat room mein jaakar nahakar aaya. Aur wo hall mein jaakar baita kuch 10 minute huwatha itne mein maa ko isharase seeti maarthe huwe bulaya maa kichense hall ki taraf jaarahithi tab mein bola kitna volume rakteho tv ka tho volume kamaav mujhe aaj bahut padnahe maa teekhe bolkar chali gai, aur daarwaaza band karliya.Jaisehi darwaza band. Ali wakes up every morning delighted by the little inches and pounds on her curvy form. I’d never seen a girl take so much happiness from gaining weight, she really enjoyed her life’s purpose of being impressively huge. Now over 8 months pregnant, Ali was really starting to get enormous and slow down. She lays about throughout the day, on the couch or bed, as I tend to her needs. By night, Ali would waddle me into our bedroom and wear me out in the best way possible.I just got back late from. It was the same little girl in the photo I had found on my dresser. ‘I had to come here and bring you these things.’ ‘I have a sister!’ I said as I took her in my arms. ‘You don’t have to go back or anything, do you? You know you have a place to stay here.’ ‘I will not go back to that place after working so hard to escape. They would put me back in the labor camp, my only crime being having an American soldier for a father.’ ‘It must have been horrible for you,’ I said. ‘My life was not so bad..