[Processing. Yes.]The drawer that delivered him the nightgown extended from the wallagain. Jack got up and went to look inside, and found a pink blank...tinside. Happy and relieved, and smelling fresh- although very girly- hegrabbed it and pulled it over himself, finally finding something ofcomfort after being trapped in the room for so long. He closed his eyesto try to get some rest, but was pretty sure he could still hear thewhispering around him.This process repeated several times- Jack was. Her age had not taken toll over her body, it had rather contributed in making her ripen and excellent piece of nature’s creative to add to this her dressing had made her an even more desired commodity. She was married to Sumit (44), who was equally handsome and rightly deserved her.They had a son 4 years old. She and Sumit had come across each other in their 30s and had got married 6 years back. Sumit was also a high official with an MNC and used to spend more than half of the year abroad.Well,. When I got to him, he wanted to talk.I still remember our exact conversation.The guilt haunted me for years."Gaby.You can't leave.I-I think I l-l-love you.Y-you can't leave.Please." He looked about to cry."Val.I want to stay.I can't.I have to go.Please understand.I promise we'll see each other again...And I-I swear, we WILL have that date.I promise." I was about to hug him when I felt my mother's arms around my wrist, gripping me tightly.She pulled me away from him.I stryggled but that wretched. In his eyes, I see his pleasure in overpowering me. I suck and lick his stiff manhood, while he himself handles it, as I’m still bound by the handcuffs. I see his desire swell, as well as the bulk of his cock.In a rapid movement, he reaches my sex, runs his tongue over my clit. I am moist, then wet. He decides to enter me, fuck my brains out, pounding with frantic, fast thrusts. Wishing to prolong that fuck, he slows down, frees me from the moorings, and flips me over on all fours. He lowers my.