" At this point i am helpless looking at my boyfriend as i nervously spit into my hand caressing my sex rubbing it in. My hopes is this will help ease...the pain of the dryness friction. I spit again rubbing more into myself as i hear his zipper move. Him spitting on his hand and sounds of stroking as he readys."I bet you would like to see what your about to get don't you." The look in my boyfrieds eyes telling me all i need to know. Feeling him press the warm hard silky head to my sex rubbing up. She undid her t shirt. I was staring at her full breast and her pink nipples through her transparent bra. She smiled at me and said . Me ise compliment ki tarah leti hun.I was little disturbed and said nhi me to bas,don’t lie to me, she stopped me in the middle of my sentence and smiled . Mujhe pata he tum mere boobs dekh rhe ho or mujhe koi problem nhi he jab tak tumhari koi gf na ban jaye tum apne ankhen senk sakte ho. Then she turne around and put off her tight jeans i got the view of my. She had an even bigger and rounder ass and the cheeks turned up slightly. “Get a good look, Master!” she sighed.“Don’t give him attitude. I want you well behaved tomorrow for meeting his parents,” Betty swatted Waverly directly on the asshole with the crop and made her daughter’s butthole pucker and flinch. She showed me how to do it and we practiced while Betty made us some food.“You aren’t really going to a dorky kids pool party are you Mistress Betty? We need to make rent,” Waverly reminded. I’m feeling her flat belly pushing against mine, rhythmically with each of her breaths.I’m focussing, thinking about how upset Ava was just a few moments ago. If I don’t play along she’ll most likely unleash a whirlwind of drama on me - I know her that well. I’m noticing I’m still holding my breath. I’m breathing out, briefly but strongly. Now I’m taking a deep breath in, then breathing out slowly. “Are you ok, dad?” “Um… I’m just trying to get used to this position. It’s somewhat unusual,.