Main apne ghar se susma madam ke ghar ki taraf chal diya aur kuch der bad me hi susma madam ke ghar phunch gaya. Maine door open kiya to dekha susma m...dam ki jagah door kisi aur lady ne open kiya hain. Maine unse pucha susma madam hain to puche aap kon main bola ki main sagar hu susma madam ne bulaya tha vo mujeh ander lekar ayi aur boli susma ander hai main ander bedroom mein phuncha to dekhkar hearan ho gaya ki susma madam bina kapdo ke leti hui hai bed per mujeh hath pakad kar bed par le. “I think I need two more pairs” I said. “Let’s do a matching stockings set and another stand alone.”Her expert opinion was perfect for this shopping adventure and soon I had them gift wrapped and was out the door.As I was driving home I had the best idea ever. If taking her out on a date and treating her like a woman got me the best blow job of my life, then what would a home cooked meal do. I wanted to see her face as she opened the gifts that I bought her.I got home and wrote out a quick note. I began fantasizing, recalling a past instance when my ex boyfriend and I had been stranded on the verandah of a deserted house - it had rained that time as well, and we had held hands. I was going down memory lane now.Gradually we had gotten closer and started kissing, feeling each other's contours and rubbing our bodies against each other. There is something about darkness, rain and being almost isolated that sets in an erotic mood.We had groped inside each others clothes, getting more heated. The chuckle and ‘tsk tsk’ of Roman as he picked up three more bricks and said, “What a stupid idiotic whore you are. You can’t shut the fuck up for one second, can you?”He then quickly held each brick high in the air and dropped them one by one into the bucket with a resounding thud. The bucket had visibly sunk another inch or two on its line. And now had a howling and sobbing Mikayla fully on her toes with no hope of coming back down.Just a constant meek series of ‘Oh gawd, oh gawd nooo,.