The apartment, still in the late evening, felt as vacant as his heart. The minutes ticked slowly on his bedside clock, reminding him of his hunger. In...the distance, he could hear the sounds of vehicle traffic, hushed and oddly quiet. He realized it must have been snowing, which always quieted traffic noise.He looked around the room, taking inventory of his earthly belongings. Because he had always lived alone, he had never needed much. Now in his middle age, he felt a vagrant wistfulness about. Mahip mere pati se dubla zaroor tha, lekin mazboot kadd-kaathi thi uski. Maine bhi Mahip ka sath dena shuru kiya, aur Mahip ke nipple chooste hue honth choose. Mujhe bhi Mahip pasand aa gaya tha, isliye apni taraf se hi pyar karne lagi.Mahip ko meri garamjoshi bahut pasand aayi, kyunki khud se maine uski nabhi, lund aur gaand ko choosa. Fir Mahip bhi poore josh mein aa kar meri nabhi ko chooste hue bola-Mahip: Aaj tak maine kabhi nabhi ko nahi choosa. Tumse seekhne mila.Aur usne meri gaand ke. . I'd do all the work."Her words and her actions combined to give me a raging erection. Her fingers were dancing along the length of my penis, playing me, and keeping my arousal at its peak. I knew from what she had said that this was all part of the plan, but that didn't make it any less difficult.While Clara was tormenting me, I was doing my best to watch what the Mistress was doing to my slave. She had guided her over to a large wooden frame that was raised a foot or so off the floor. The. ‘What’s wrong?’ Jessica asked, suppressing a small smile when she saw Claire throwing up in the trash can. ‘She won’t eat breakfast,’ Cal growled. ‘The dumb ass brought me eggs,’ Claire said, looking up before throwing up again. Jessica and Jake chuckled as Jake led Cal and the plate of eggs out of the office. ‘Feeling better?’ Jessica asked gently, handing Claire some napkins. ‘I never want to see eggs ever again,’ Claire moaned. Jessica laughed and handed Claire some lightly buttered toast. .