Pawan kept her occupied most of the time but that was no company. She used to call her parents and other relatives regularly but they couldn’t affor... long calls. Day after day, the loneliness started biting her but there was nothing that she could do. Things were different when her mother was here. Now she missed him.So, she got very happy that her nephew Shyam was coming to stay with them. He was a little chubby boy when she last saw him at her wedding. Very cute and insisted on following his. .” the voice of her Mistress purred as She circled her, eyes dark with anger. The crop was gone, cast aside. Now She held a wooden paddle and used its tip to lift Her slave's chin, looking into her teary eyes. “Tell Me why you're on the hook.” “Miss, please,” Maggie sniffled, pathetic thing that she was. Her limbs were starting to tremble. Her Mistress let her chin back down so she could keep her eyes on the floor where they belonged. “I'm on the hook because I've been bad. I disobeyed You,. They can both feel the massive amounts of cum already inside. He starts to pound his wife’s pussy, gripping her hips and lifting her further on to his cock. He can feel his cock rubbing against her womb. He fucks her harder, wanting to add his own load. Emma starts to let out screams on the verge of climax. John continues to pound his wife’s already abused pussy, just enough for her climax. She grasps at the ends of the table, her body in spasm, her muscles contracting. After waiting for her to. Par main thehera core se Punjabi. Loud, foodaholic, ek daam ghabru jawaan. And she was none of it. So whenever we used to hang out I used to call her names and teased her for being the odd one out.This is how we bonded.From station I brought her home. As mom and dad used to come by 9 in the night, we spent our time talking about college and some rubbish about politics environment till we had the company of my parents.We had dinner after that. It was decided that my mom and sister would sleep in.