"Take off your dress."The young maid blinked back her tears. She tried to tell herself that she was in her senior year of college. She tried to tell...herself that this wasn't forever. She hated the gray dress she was wearing. It was a one piece utilitarian garment that screamed domestic help. She hated how people looked down on her while she wore it, but at least it afforded her a little protection. Her fingers fiddled with the top button, she looked imploringly at Victoria to spare her. Flicking my nipples was torturous beyond compare – but the whole pattern was working me quickly into a thither.“Are you fucking ready to be fucked Little One,” he asked, with a definite growl.“Yes, Sir, please fuck me,” I begged with almost a crying tone to my voice.With that I felt him near me, but was confused as to the way this would be done. I felt fingers roughly entering my cunt. I felt one, then two, then 3 fingers. I was breathing heavily, trying desperately not to cry out in pain. He. Baki sab theek hai…….!!Jaise ke maine apni last story upload ki meine mere neighbor aunty ko liye activa sikhate sikhate….Us story ke liye muje kuch 17..18 emails mile they bahut se ladko ke hi they…Aur 2..4 they woh out of mumbai se they jo ke mere bas mein nahi they usme hi ek mail aaya the lady from surat her name is sonal (name changed). She is housewife 32 yrs old. Unhone muje apni story ke liye bahut sari coment aur thank wanks bola….But she is the only lady she mail me everyday. Se kahile naa, mote eine deidia sei CD ta.Mun- mote Laptop ta on karibaku padiba nahele CD ta baharibani.Aunty – On nakariki bahari paribani ki?Mun – na, on karibaku padiba.Aunty – Thik achhi hele play karibani. Mo bahaghara CD ta. Mote laja lagiba.Aunty michha kahuthanti. Mun kahili apanank baha ghara CD, tahele to mun dekhibi.Aunty – na.Mun – haan.Aunty – tahele mun tuma saha katha hebini.Mun – thik achhi tahele. (mun tapare laptop on kali. Autoplay hei ki CD ta chaligala…..gotae blue film.