Laila was very submissive it seemed towards men. I was kind of disappointed by her actions because I wanted to stare at that phat, luscious donk.Laila...was seriously draggin’ a wagon behind her as they say in urban circles.“So, were you doing office work back home in India?”“Oh no sir, I was attending to my studies in the academy and training at home for my familial duties.”“Familial duties?” I was curious.“Oh sorry, sometimes I forget that I am in America and that people here do not understand. After a few more kisses, we said our goodbyes and Chris left for school. I, on the other hand, was a mess after yoga and fucking Chris in the morning and took a quick shower before taking caring of everyone else. Unlike most mornings, I took my daughter to school myself as I had to go buy her art supplies anyways. So after dropping her off, I headed for the mall. Like I thought, none of the things were too difficult to find and it wasnt long before I bought everything she asked for. When I got. His warm semen began to dribble from Sarah's anus andshe reached for a handful of tissues from a dispenser on the desk andwiped between her legs.Lyle took a handful of tissues too and dabbed at his deflating erection."I'll use the ensuite first toots, then you can clean up. I'll bequick," he smirked.As soon as he entered his little office toilet Sarah unplugged the gismoand dropped it in her purse; all the time holding her skirt up away fromher semen splattered thighs and dribbling anus. She. To watch her laugh and play like this was so rewarding. ‘Daisy’ he called her. She just looked in the direction of the sound. ‘Your name is Daisy’ he said pointing at her. That is what he had decided to call her. ‘I am Avinash.’ he said pointing at himself. ‘Say Avinash’ he insisted. He had to repeat it a couple of times before she struggled out the words, ‘Avi…aash’ he smiled at her and hugged her. He got her some food, but she couldn’t eat it without spilling it all over herself. She.