I nodded."When did he agree?" she asked carefully."A month ago," I said quietly, "and next Saturday I am going to kneel at his feet and offer myself t... him as his lifelong slave. I want you to be there, mother." You want me to come watch my daughter be humiliated like that?" she shrieked."No," I said calmly, "I want you to come and watch me enter into a relationship that is even more committed than marriage." My mother was speechless. It was clear that she didn't know what to say."What do you. Sometimes if I was lucky, I would even manage to catch glimpses of pubic hair curling out from the sides of her panties. From all these, I managed to find out that my mother wore only cotton briefs of various colors.My mother normally did the laundry at home and her bras and panties were always hung in my parents' bathroom, away from prying eyes. Thus before this, I had never even seen a glimpse of what they looked like. Many times, mom had tried to persuade me to do the laundry at home, but I. Didi apni gerdan ko ghuma ke acha log khege ki iss kubsurti ke shaht yeha bhudha kon hai hum apke shaht nhi jane wale kahi or didi ke chere me ek halki muskan thi hari lal ji acha tho mai bhudha hoon abhi dhikata hoon tuje randi or didi ke balo ko kas ker apni or kinchte hue didi ahhhhhhhhhhh le dhek meri bhudape ki taqet ko randi or jitni ho utni teji se didi ki chudai kerne lage dhake itne tej the ki puri paleng hi cermrada uhti.phele jhan kamre se ahhhh or phhhatt ki Awaej thi ab uske shaht. I know he is not going to kill me because he gives me moments to gasp for air before, slamming his massive cock back down my throat. Master knows what I need! Master knows that a useless fuck pig like me needs a brutal, rough throat fucking! Master knows I crave his cruel treatment. I’m not a man. I’m not a woman. I am just an inhuman machine whose only purpose is to get FUCKED! I am just Master’s fuck doll. I am just a living blowup fuck doll for Master’s cock to exploit!Master is really.