"Shut up bitch, you are my bitch - I am your master, do you understand?" Simon growled, his purple eyes boring into Petunia's soul."I understand, but....." Petunia began, hesitating."There are no buts, you are a bitch, my bitch. To all others you are a Mistress. But to me a slave, a bitch, yes?" Simon asked sternly.Petunia's eyes hardened."Yes, I am a bitch, I have always wanted to be a bitch, yes Simon" the uncertainty had gone."Good, now service you master - bitch" Simon pressed his hands. I feel stupid, because my sister in law is sitting that close to me.Layla enters the living room. She has changed into exercise clothes like her sister. With a big smile she sits down next to her sister. “I had a quick shower”, she says with an even bigger smile. Then she pulls down her trousers and pants. I can see her just shaven pussy.“Show her how you lick and suck me”, she says to me.“I do not know”, I say. “Now? Here?”“Yes, now, please suck me!”, Layla says.“I would like to see”, Aisha. Or us ka samnay ka white pink colour ki kutiya lyte te.phr anju uthti ha or nighty utar dyti ha. Or vasy hi kitchen ma ja kar nasta bnati ha or don us ka peachy peachy kbi pussy to kbi hips chat raha hota ha or anju usy khti ha ka meri jan ap ko bi ap ka nasta mily ga wait karyn.or phir anju nasta kar ka akar sofy pr byth jati ha or don us ka opr char jata ha or us ka boobs chatny lagta ha or suck karny lagta ha or anju phir siskiyan bharny lagti ha or phir don boobs sy hota hova pussy pr. Prema was Maharashtrian lady of around 32 years of age and 5.1 tall. She was slim and unlike my aunt, she had small boobs (32) and a small ass. But she was a very fit woman and always dressed in the Maharashtrian nine-yard sari.She had a special place in my mind as she was the one to whom I had lost my virginity to, three years back. She had taught me quite a lot about sex and I have enjoyed a lot with her.I asked her to lie down on the charpayee and began playing with her boobs sitting next to.