Well howwould you feel if I was to be your Mummy?" Would you like that?To doeverything your Mummy used to do?"Katie quietly stood up, climbed out of t...e bath, turned and politely saidno thank you before walking out and into her bedroom. That would have beena nice way for it to have happened. The reality was in an explosion ofwater, small pink person, Katie erupted from the bath, displaced water andsplashes spreading far and wide throughout the room and fled screaming outof the bathroom and into. To wo man gayi or bola he beta do pehenti hu wo jab tayaemr hoke aai to kya batau kya lag rahi thi wo mene bahut tight silwaya tha kyoji me chahti thi wo sexy lage unke pure boobs bahar fad ke ana chah rahe the or upar se gufa saf dikh rahi thi, fir mene unhe bola plz me aapka thoda makeup kar du wo man gayi fir mene unhe bindi lagai or sindur lagaya to wo bolne lagi ye kya kar rahi ho to mene bola mummy jasi bana rahi hu plz aunty man jao to wo boli thik he but jaldi hata dena mene bola ha. It was all involuntary and I could not stop it. Bruce was truly enjoying his self as my butt muscles milked his cock. Bruce finally pulled from my aching anus and rolled off to my right side. I rolled over on my left side and looked through tear stained eyes as Bruce gasp for breath and continued to roll to his back. I took the sheet and wiped the mucus from my nose and looked down his body to where his now flaccid cock laid across his right thigh. Glistening from his spunk and my anal. "But don't make me a slave." You have nothing to bargain with, slave," he answered. "I can use you any way I want, as many times as I want, and still make you a slave. That's what being a slave is all about." I knew he was right. That was what I had to look forward to, I began to realize - constant, repeated abuse of my most private charms, with no control over what men and women would make use of me. I knew there could be cooking, and cleaning, and stripping myself naked, posing seductively,.