At least until the piece of ice in the plastic cup would melt completely: that’s where the handcuffs keys were. Louisa knew that at least an hour mu...t pass until that moment; and, as usual, she became so aroused with that thought she couldn’t take it anymore. She began to thrash around in her restraints, grunting and hardening all her muscles, bending and twisting her beautiful body. Louisa wasn’t there anymore. Instead there was an insatiable slut, a defenseless slave burning with lust, who. I was feeling very hapy inside as my son and maid was not there…..Roopa kaha per ho tum ek baar aaavo idar…. Jee mamaji…. Aaayi kya chahiye mamaji…. Mere peet main dard de raha hain thoda balm laga do na….( she accepted without any hesitation )teek hain mamaji… I was laying on my bed and she sat beside me …peeche mudiye ga yaha per …ha waha per dard de raha hain …when her palms were moving on my back i was in heaven … Aaaahh her soft hands was moving like snakes on my back…. I asked her to give. The man behind him waited for Patrick to calm down before he came around, facing the captive. Patrick glanced up and was unsurprised to find Jack, the man who had originally kidnapped him, looking at him in disdain. “What do you want?” Patrick asked, glaring at the man. “You will speak only when spoken to. So shut up and listen, boy. You are being held captive by Master Hector Petrovsky. He is the owner of many slaves and you are his new addition. You will follow all orders and perform to your. It made sense because the formality of putting something on just to take it off outside seemed unnecessary. Whenever I would see her come from her room to walk down the stairs to sunbathe it killed me a little inside each time but it was always the best part of my day to see those sexy tits bounce their way down and take that turn to go outside.She knew I could see her, even if it was always a brief trip but my erection each time would cause me to do the same thing every time and that was to go.