.Kya mast chus rahi thi wo ..Mai uske muh me hi jhad gya aur wo sara pani pi gayi.Maine use uthaya aur uske bra aur panty ko v khol diya aur jor jor s... uske boobs ko dabane laga.Wo boli aram se.Tmhari hi to hu.Lekin mai manne wala kaha.Use utha kt bed pr patak diya aur uske upar chadh gaya el.Ek hath se boobs daba raha tha aur ek hath ki anguli se uski chut me ungli kr raha tha.Wo mast awaj nikal rahi thi….Aaaaaah .Ummmmaaahhh..Aaaahhhh…Uffffff…Awaje sunkr mera lund fir khada ho gaya..Mai apne. We’re safe now. We’re heading for Los Angeles. That means you’re not a slave any more.”She remains silent. Maybe she doesn’t know what to say. Maybe she’s still unsure about her situation. I need to break the ice a little.“What’s your real name?”“Laura.”Lela, Laura ... why had anyone bothered to change her name in the first place when they are that similar? Just because he could, I suppose. Maybe this is some kind of power demonstration or a tradition. I realize that I have no idea about the. By the time I was f******n I was bigger and stronger than she was. So eventually she just stopped fighting me and let me do it.Mom had nice tits especially without a bra. I liked them natural, big, and soft. I really liked slipping my fingers up into her pussy. She was always wet. I could always get her to have an orgasm in just a minute or two.But on Thursday for a year or more she got to go out with her girlfriends. She had joined a Bridge Club. She wasn’t all that good with cards but neither. I pressed my lips to hers, the warm satiny feel of her lips feeling exquisite as we kissed deeply."Andy," she gasped as she finally pulled her mouth back from mine, "we've really got to get ready or we're going to be late." Okay," I replied, letting her out of my grasp. We hurriedly finished showering, but not before I got to fill my hands with her heavy round tits a couple of more times. I returned to my old room and dressed in the navy suit I'd brought over, complimenting it with a Ralph.