”I was a bit confused. I had heard the term house arrest before. But it was usually in connection with some politician or mobster being confined at ...ome with armed guards. But home monitoring was something new. So, I asked about that.“Well Matt, basically what they do is put an ankle bracelet on you. That bracelet sends a message out to the monitoring station that tracks where you are. Plus, if you cut the bracelet or go outside of the authorized area, it sends an alarm.”“How does it do. She still was an incredible fuck with strong vaginal muscles that could grip his cock, but nowhere the tight grip she had when he first started fucking her.“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” Sammy whispered in Cheryl’s ear.“No. Are you going to take me that way?” the beautiful redhead softly asked.Sammy pulled his still hard cock out of the redhead’s pussy, slid off her body over to one side. Cheryl rolled over onto her stomach raising her ass spreading her legs. She really didn’t want to. Apparently, he was the romantic hero of the school. Married to his childhood sweetheart, he had been widowed a few years ago from a tragic car accident. Now, he was quiet, sad and withdrawn. He taught THE graduate classes, the ones everyone wanted to attend. Meredith considered herself very fortunate to have gotten two of his music composition classes, especially registering at the last minute. According to Serena, someone usually had to die to make a space in his class. Now Meredith looked at. He removes the bra upwards leaving the saliva footprint over there as his teeth crosses her standing nibble Sundari moaned ahhh elame unaku than nalla kadi da everything is for you please give a bite over my nibble.Sundari: I want the banana penis first go down fast! He goes down and straight away put his mouth over the saree in between Sundari’s thigh and he is vigor in biting the saree knot Sundari started pressing her own boobs with two of his hands and said unaku ethu venumna seekram kalatu.