So, I continued my reading until she finally came into the bedroom. She was wearing her short little terry cloth robe she loved. I have to say I loved...it too because it barely covered her ass as she moved.She looked down at me and said, “You look comfy,” and I was. I was lounging on the bed in a pair of my boxers with a pillow laying across my lap with the laptop on it so I could read. “You must be reading stories,” she finished.I replied, “Yep, looking at new ways to punish you. I have found a. Meri ankhen band thi fir mere lips per usne ek choti c kiss ki or bola Simi tum meri jaan ho main bahut hi khush kismat huu jo mujhe tum jaisi biwi mili. Agar tum chahti to mujhe nahi bhi bata sakti thi. Lakin aaj mujhe pata chala ki tum mujh se kitna pyar kerti ho. Mera rona band nahi ho reha tha.Vinod bola ki tumhari jgha koi or hoti chup chap mje leti or mujhe pata bhi nahi chalta. Lakain tumne mujhe sab sach bata diya. Haan mujhe kuch bura to lga lakin baad main maine yeh socha ki agar. There was blood on my dick. Globs of deep crimson among the opaline, whitish globs of my cum. I knew it wasn’t my blood and I looked down at Pandora. Her big mouth was open and her tongue was lolling to one side. She seemed just fine. I was sure that if she’d been cut somehow, enough to make her bleed, I’d have somehow known. The pressure in my bladder returned and I figured I’d take a look at her pussy once I’d relieved myself. Before I could even work-up a stream of pee, she started. She was barely 18 and was incredibly attractive with dirty blonde hair and an athletic body. A piece of rope kept her soft hair in a ponytail and joined it to a metal hook that stretched out her asshole. Her breasts were firm and shapely with pink nipples that were continuously being pulled and twisted. Her name according to the information that I was reading was Ellie and apparently she was sold to us by her stepfather. A small strip of red tape covered her pussy meaning that she was still a.