He liked to call it her 'Round-up' bra as in 'round'em up and head'em out, rawhide.' The thin spaghetti straps were to make sure that nothing fell out...unintentionally.Her designer dress was simple but elegant at the same time. The hem came to mid-thigh which allowed a lot of her trim legs to show. Miriam stepped into a pair of Jimmy Choo 'peep-toe' black high heels which showed her freshly lacquered red toes. She put on the golden serpentine bracelet and matching necklace her husband had given. "Not like some of those niggers you see on TV sometimes, you know, going to rehabilitation and such?" I know," he nodded quickly. "I think it's good you being a slave and I admire your devotion, I really do." Then what are you trying to say?" I giggled."I don't know," Drew shrugged. "I guess what I'm trying to say is, I wish you were my slave." Mmmm..." I smiled and rocked on the fake red leather bench seat, nodding with my whole body. "Didn't we have this conversation already?" Sorta," he. Mouni was Mayanti’s realtives daughter who lives in Jalander. Mouni was a perfect Punjabi kudi. She was milky white, having long straight hair almost touching her ass , with an awesome figure of 36-28-34. She was also studing MBA.She was in 1st year.ContinueMouni : hiMe: Hey mouni. Good morning. How are you doing ?Mouni: Good morning. I’m doing very well. How are you ?Me: I am fine. where are you coming from?Mouni: Huh.. Nothing just went to market to buy some vegetables and fruits. Where are. She dug her nails into his back and he throbbed his sperm into her as hard as Ins cock could pump.She writhed through two orgasms, one right after the other, before she would let her body relax under him.In the front seat Midge looked down between her legs and thought how she loved to watch two people really go at each other in a good fuck. The seat was soaked with her come and pussy juices. She had brought herself off at least twice watching Lucille fuck the boy, and still her cunt throbbed.