"God, I hate you."Neither of us believed that.You know how counting to ten is supposed to calm you down? That doesn't work when you're dealing with Ma...dy. Neither, I suspect, would counting to ten thousand. "Didn't I tell you she'd call you, but that it would be late?" You're still lying around the house? You haven't checked those animals yet?" Horses. They're called horses. Dad raised them, remember? Yes, we've checked them, but she's not finished with her chores. I mentioned those, too,. ...she wants to see my cum... I stop when I can feel any sign of cumming....turn her over, she says no, she wants to be on top...so I sit back on the sofa, still hard and erect, she faces away form me, but slides on my cock, grabs my hands, and puts them on her breasts to hold them as she bounces up and down my cock.....she continues to ride me.....but keeps telling me not to cum....she is very sensitive on her breasts, keeps pulling my hands on to her breasts, making sure I hold her nipples. ”“Is that the best you can do?” demanded Layla. “Put a little feeling into your request.”“Please kick my balls harder, Mistress Layla.”“That’s better,” Layla said, and then she jammed her toes into my balls.“Two,” I grunted. “Please hurt me, Mistress Layla. Kick my balls as hard as you want to.”“Very nice, Chris,” Layla said, and she launched another blast at my balls.“Three,” I gasped. “Please break my balls with your beautiful high heels.”Layla stabbed at my balls with her left foot.“Four,” I. I bought my stuff and she entered the women’s section and started choosing bra and panties. She asked me which one to buy. My dick started growing as I never went with a girl to by her lingerie. I told her to buy whatever she wanted after all that will be temporary on her body (I told in her ears, I am goanna remove them anyway ) she laughed and went for changing.We had our lunch outside and came home as we were tired with last night as well with the traffic. Shivani started TV and we were.