"CanI see her tonight?"Her mother's tone was gentle but firm. "Not tonight, love.You have schooltomorrow and it's already past your bed time."As usual... our daughter was in her element when it came to bedtimebartering. "Can I just see her pictures then?"Fortunately, my wife and I had anticipated this ploy and I had at leastone ready answer. "Yes, you can look at it in bed for a little while ifyou'd like, but only if you agree to get your jammies on now and don'ttry to argue about going to. Toh maine bina koi deri kiye chaddar apne badan se hataa kar Kishore ke saamne jaake apne guthno par baith gayi.Aur Kishore ke lund ko pakad ke apne muh mein le ke choosne lagi. Maine unke lund ko zor se aur acche se choosne lagi. Aur thodi hi der mein maine apni maa ka paani poori tarah se lund se saaf kar diya tha. Aur usse pi gayi thi. Mujhe Kishore ke muh se uske maze ki awazein sunaayi de rahi thi.Kuch der baad main uska lund choos hi rahi thi ki woh bola, “Wah. Choosti toh tu bada. Besides those legs of yours need binding to keepyou out of trouble."I obey her, of course I do, and sit looking up at her resting my poor asson the bed. She kneels before me resting her hands on my thighs, thenstarts to stroke them, quite forcefully. I moan into the gag, I lovehaving my stockinged legs rubbed like that, it feels so good, and my poorcock twitches again in its prison, making me squirm."Oh, my little slut likes this does she?" Mistress says smiling lookinginto my eyes, moving her. “Of course you’re invited.”I got the distinct impression that “you” was not meant to include the others in the room – just Liz.“No thanks,” Liz said. “We’re not sure how long we’re staying so we’re keeping our options open. Maybe next time.”The group kept trying to convince Liz that she needed to either do something with them later in the week or join their entourage that evening.She kept parrying and dodging without telling them to “Fuck off” (which were the first words to pop into my.