”In the kitchen, Steve was pacing, rubbing a hand through his hair. He was upset, and I understood.“Steve, can we talk? Please?”He turned to fac... me, a look in his eyes that I’d never seen before, somewhere between hurt and anger.“I have nothing to say to you. I don't know what has happened or why it has happened, and at this moment, I don’t give a damn. Stay away from me right now but get that woman out of our house and out of our lives.”“Steve, please calm down. You don’t mean what you're. I take care of all my gurls. Just listen well, and do exactly as I say, and you will be fine. Now get up." I can't," John Phillips moaned. "It hurts." You can and you will, sissyuseless. You don't want me to help you. babysissy, collar her." Yes, Mistress Satin."For the first time he became aware that there was another person present and glanced at the source of the new voice. His eyes widened at the person approaching him. The first thing he noticed was that the person called babysissy was. And then he started licking her pussy with his long tongue. And she was moaning continuously, “Aaaaahh Aaaaahh faaaacccckkkkk auuurrrrr chaat. Choos lo meri chut” He smiled at her and continued his rhythm and she immediately came after a few seconds. Shefali was panting for breath after her third session of the night. But the cabbie immediately pushed his dick into her mouth, fucking her mouth for some more time. He was moaning out loud now, “Aaaaahh maa kii, choos aur choos kutti.” And then. ” He made to wave away my offer but I forestalled him. “It will take some time before you have enough vanilla pods to sell. It is Mimi’s and my pleasure to have you accept a donation from us as thanks for your generous hospitality, besides which you are our dearest friends.”Krish took my hand and shook it. “I accept your gift with gratitude, Jack, and you are correct, it will be a year at least before we produce enough vanilla to sell to the East India Company. Your generous donation will.