Rosanna reached into her pocket and removed a pack, handing it to Anna, who took two sticks and gave it back to her. “Thanks. I think I need a doub...e shot.” Anna said gratefully, sorry that she hadn’t thought to walk with her toothbrush. Of course, who would have guessed that she would be puking her guts out instead of chatting up Rosanna with fresh, clean breath? She remembered her headache and asked shyly, “Do you have any ibuprofen? I’m starting to get a headache. I don’t know what the hell. Usne yeh bol ker meri biwi ka haath pakda aur apne lund per dhoti ke uper rakh diya aur bola….lo ab banao is lauda khada ker ke….Meri biwi ne us badboo wali dhoti ke uper se he lund hilana shuru ker diya….uski dhoti gandi thi aur phati bhi hui thi….meri biwi ne ab mehsoos karma shuru kiya ki suak lund ab khada hona shuru ker diya tha….aur lag raha tha ki sach mein shaayad utna mota ho jitna who bol raha tha…Usne aapne haath meri biwi ke thighs per raakh diye aur aapne gande haath hilane shuru. And a sitting room (who still uses ‘sitting rooms’? the architect has asked us) off the master bedroom that would certainly convert to a nursery for a newborn.Jay and I had semi-consciously built our house with children in mind.After the social, we went home.“I had an interesting conversation today,” I said.“Oh yeah?”“Yeah. Sophie Hall.”“Oh, yeah. Scott’s wife. The twin girls. Six year old boy.”“That’s the one.”“What were you talking about?”“Started out going over recipes. We need to hold. Oh, how it hurt. Once the anal opening was large enough to accept the 2′ diameter tool, Mistress Dominique pushed it in quickly as I pulled the panties up to my waist. The 6′ plug was completely inside me and it felt painful but smooth and cool. These were my ‘punishment panties’ which I was to wear until allowed to remove them by Mistress Dominique and no one else. Since I embarrassed her at the mall with my little moans, she told me she would not tolerate that in a maid and that she was going.