.." she said meekly.I jerked her head back by her hair. "'Yes' What!" I demanded.She looked confused for a few seconds and then sobbed out a weak "Yes.....Master?"I let her head fall back on the mattress and finished turning her over. She did not resist."Please... can I have some water?" Cunt asked."Get her some water, Baby." I ordered. Baby got a bottle of water from the slave quarters fridge and fed it to Cunt while holding her head up for her."You have been quite a handful today." I began,. It had to be something else. He looked down at himself and then up at the unfurled proportions of the garment he held. There was no way. This was a mistake.Stan felt his heart begin to race. He hastily stuffed the clothing back into the box and shut the top. Stan’s breathing ragged and fast. What had he done? He had to get some air! Maybe he could make himself vomit. Thoughts were racing through his head faster than he could act on them. He got up and stumbled towards the kitchen. His legs. Phr door band karne ke baad mummy boliMom: kya hua beta kya kah rha tha tu ?Me: hosh me aate hue.Are chachi ka call aa rha tha to me bta rha tha aapko.Mom: acha thk hai hai me baad me call kar lungi tu jaa.Me : ok mummy.Aur me room me aaya aur darwaja band kara aur muth maarne laga aur do min me jhad gya.Phr tissue se saaf kara aur tv dekhna lagaPhr thode der me mom aayi aur mujhe dekh ke sexy si smile dene lagi aur mere lund ko dekhne lagi jo halka sa khada tha.Phr wo din aise hi chala. Dad’s drinking session wasn’t getting over and Guddu and I were becoming desperate to reach home and feel each others bodies’ warmness. We two came out of the house and sat in the car having tinted glasses. It was late night so the colony was deserted. As we took our place on the back seat of my car, we wasted no time in having a prolonged smooch. Guddu was wearing a black frock while I too was dressed up in a black t-shirt and black jeans. As I deep smooched her tasting her sweet saliva and.