In the center of the dungeon there sat a simple and ingenious device. It consisted of a wood backboard, rectangular at the top that tapered at the bot...om that sat at a slant on the floor; it was held in place by a wide beam. Lila knelt in front of it so that her back rested on the board and the narrow bottom part fit nicely between her legs. A notch, carved at the top, for her neck, allowed her to recline her head back on the device. On the sides of the device two metal manacles immobilized her. Khala smiled and asked me to come inside. I came in and turn back to look her. She was closing the door and my eyes this time was caught by her ass. God such a sexy ass I felt like touching it and squeezing it immediately but my senses stopped me. I asked her what the occasion is and why she is dressed like that. She replied “Nothing. Just felt like being young again I gave her Biryani packet and she went inside kitchen while I went inside my room to change to my Kurta Pajama. I came out and. When she thinks she can bare no more the sensation changes as He gently begins to rub ice over her clit, telling her it will cool her down, she doesn’t believe she will ever be cool again. She feels the large vibrator being pushed inside her, stretching her now soaking pussy, He pushes it deeper and deeper fucking her hard until she orgasms, His fingers replace the phallus stroking the spot inside when the next orgasm hits her juices spurt over him. He pushes deeper He tells her His hand is. Not the smartest move, but what can I say. I’ve been losing my mind lately. So when I see our babysitter, Alyssa enthusiastically reading to our five-year-old boy, Dylan, I find myself confused and elated at the same time. If Alyssa is here, then Miranda is obviously out with her friends, flirting with men like they're all single and don’t have a family back at home. Despite my sadness and frustration, I walk into the kitchen and smile at Alyssa before she looks over at me with an enthusiastic.