I hope you guys like it.Namita mam grew up in her hometown in a villa which was built by her granddad. She grew up there till she came of the 20s. The... she had moved to the town with her father and mother after her grandmother died of old age. She had a lot of childhood friends there.She was so sad she had to leave them behind without proper goodbyes. Her father was stern with her education. He wanted her to have the best education. She was brought up till puberty by her grandmother. She was. Her shoulders ached, her wrists ached, and her hands were getting numb. She feared her hands losing circulation at the whim of this madman, and she stretched more pushing with her feet to get some blood into her hands. That increased the rate at which her calves would tire, and then cramp, but that was part of the torture. The pain never subsided, it only increased. If you tried to lessen it one way, it got worse another. Sherri shook herself trying to throw the nipple chain off, but it. Your begging pushes me over the edge and I explode deep into your pussy. We orgasm one last time together, our juices combining and leaking out of your pussy slowly as I keep pumping into your pussy.I slide out of your pussy, and its leaking out cum and all sorts of tasty juices. I release you from your binds and before I can do anything else, you throw me down on the bed and tie my hands up in the binds that I just released you from. My body and mind is stunned by the quickness of what is. You'll know her when she comes in. She looks a lot like my sister Wendy." Looks like your sister?" You could hear the joy in the man's voice. "Sure! Send her down!"Bobbie cut the call. "I knew he'd go for that!" she giggled. "He claims sales are still up since you did that commercial for Great-Purchases last Christmas. He keeps that autographed poster of you in your skin tight Miss Santa suit that you presented him with up all year round!"Wendy smiled happily. "I still get fan mail about that.