Dadaji ne kaha tumhari bur ko chatenge mummy ne kaha mat kijiye na humka acha nahi lagta dadaji ne kaha kahe humri rani ei tah marad logo ka sukh hai ...arne do humko. Tohar bur ka madira ras piyenge toh humare sharir me takat aayega tab na chodenge tumko ache se tum chahti ho na hum chode tumko ache se pyar kare. Mummy ne dhire se sir hilaya aur haan me jawab di dadaji ne mummy ke fudda ka fak kar diya aur jeev unki jaha se susu nikalti hai vahala rakh ke dhire dhire chatne lage. Dadaji ka jeev. Sunday evening and brought all my gear with me. When I arrived at the house I went to second floor and started putting my plan in motion. First I was going to dress myself, as I always do, like a slut. I took off all my clothes and before I began to put on my slutty outfit there was one other thing I needed to do. I decided that tonight I was going to wear a male chastity device. Inside the device itself were small pin like structures, which went unnoticed when the penis was flaccid but stung. Reaching down to pinch my nipples, giving them a little twist before releasing them and once again placing your palms on my head."Eat me," you say quietly. Like the slut you are and because you know that I love to eat you, you pull my mouth directly onto your mons. I moan against your mons. Your hands keep the pressure on but I am able to move my mouth, which I do...allowing my tongue to reach out and taste you, search for your clit...tease it with my tongue. Already you are squirming. I walked through the front door around 9 AM. I knew that Debbie, my wife, would have left for work an hour prior to my arrival. I went to the kitchen and rummaged around in the refrigerator, found a cold slice of pizza and washed it down with a Pepsi. It always amazed Debbie that I could eat, and enjoy, cold pizza, even in the morning.As I walked through the living room, I saw a sheet of red construction paper taped to the television. We always used the bright paper for notes, to be certain any.