I think back to my friends but it's been a long time since ANY of us hung out.2012 - I've been in America for 2 years. Things gone to shit on job and ...ome-life front. I'm coming back home, just enough time to spend with my maternal grandparents before the inevitable. Got a new job - doing okay. Wife gets her visa to join me but the fun of our first two years is already diminished. I need to re-form my social life.2016 - I'm living my life through social media - reconnecting with people. The. Aur dbao bhuja do meri pyaas aaahhhh maine uski panty utari aur uski choot pe haath ferne lga aur fingering krne lga vo bh pura saath de rhi th aahhhhhh mmm bs mere raaja aur nh ruka jaata peel do aaj is chut me apna lund ooohhhhhhh fir uske ek hi jhatke me meri pent aur underwear utaar faika aur lund se khelni lgi vo dekh ke dar gyi itna bda aur mota lund kaise jayega meri chut me.Maine kaha meri raani tum daro mat bhut mja ayega ekbaar lekar to dekho usne ek madmast si muskaan di aur lund ko. And I haven’t seen Randy in over a year and a half. Please!”Mom calmed down enough to grudgingly agree. She wasn’t really in much of a position to say no, I mean, she had just been fucking her son...At those thoughts, her intuition hit her. Sandy was back on the line.“Where exactly are you, Miss?”Sandy stammered, “At the Ritz Carlton.”Mom’s intuition told her what next to ask, but she knew better. Sandy, her father, alone at his beach house in Florida, the hurricane, and now slipping away to. Her husband, her Master, reappeared in front of her. She raised her eyes upward, peering thru her thick lashes and trying to beg her Master, with her eyes, for leniency. She shifted back a bit trying to gulp in some air and make that damned dildo stop choking her. But any movement back meant her ass sunk deeper onto the nasty metal thing impaling her sensitive hidden hole. She was in one diabolical of a predicament she realized, and not sure if she liked it or would even survive it.As she.