So I ran back down the stairs this time I had nothing to cover my chest with and I ran straight in to the toilets I was just taking off my blouse when...Jane walked in and said I see you got wet she said I watched you run across site and up and back down the stairs I thought I would come and see if you needed some help to get dry, I said thanks and asked her to hold my wet blouse under the hand dryer as I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it and held it under another hand dryer. I was standing. She calls me as donkey (gadida). My mom look like old actress Vanisri with long nose, heavy boobs, 44 size ass. When she walks nude at home, my rod gets hard. Seeing her treatment towards me, her lovers also call me as pig, donkey, scoundrel, dirty slave, idiot, stupid like that. Babakhan is a big sadist. He always like to torture others. He often took me to his house and whips me, make me to eat his shit and lick his dick for 5 – 6 hours. One day I told my mom about his torture. She took a. .. seeing his potential, and about 4 years ago, he’d had his first fuck and hadn’t looked back. Jon said only mature people, ‘our age’ he said, no fuss, people who know what they want, and mostly couples, he’d done a few special shows and stuff but kept things very close to his chest ... for obvious reasons. As he was chatting, jon stroked the big old dog, he seemed soft as butter, he’s a lovely old thing he said, and Bruce nudged him for more fussing, as he did the camera dropped a little and. "You gonna tell me what's bothering you?"I turned to look at him, and then went back to wiping down my kitchen counter. John sat down at the table and waited. I continued to bustle about the kitchen, putting things away, sweeping up crumbs. As I passed by him on my way to put the broom in the closet, John snagged me around the waist and pulled me onto his lap. After a brief, ineffective struggle to be free, I sat resignedly still, but refused to make eye contact with him."I missed you," he.