Aur story bilkul sacchi he. Jb meri behen ghar me jadhu lagati jhuker to me uske boobs dekh leta. Ese hee time bitta gaya me daily usko nahate huye de...hne laga uske nahane k turant bad bathroom me jaker uski bra pehty ko shungta aur usi me muth mar deta par meri behen kuch nhi kehti. Kuch din bad meri nani ki death ho gai aur mom dad ko gaon jana pada par meri behen ki exam k karan hum dono nhi ja sake.Mom dad k jane k bad meri behen nahane gai aur phir uske bad pehle jesa me bathroom me jaker. ' 'Oh,' I replied, 'and what's that''Cunt.' She answered. I was stunned, I had never heard Kate use language like that, although Tina was always turned on by such talk. She went on, 'And it just so happens that I have one!' As she said this she had kicked off her shoes and, putting her hands up her skirt, she hooked her knickers down and stepped out of them. We happened to be in the kitchen where she had a large table, she immediately climbed onto it and, pulling her skirts up, spread her legs. He said he was the Master most of the time in this relationship with his wife. I wasn't sure of what he meant by most of the time but as a slave you don't ask questions.After we got back to the house his first words were to his Nr. 1 slave (his wife Joanne) was get over here and make yourself useful. Than he said to me John (slave Nr 2) get on all 4 NOW!, He was getting upset and said you good for nothing bitch that was not fast enough. Than he yelled hey schlampe (Joanne) get over here and. He brought my hands down and pinned them to my sides as he started to thrust his manhood into me, full long fast strokes felt like his cock was going right thru me, driving me into the bed, faster and harder until his cock erupted a flood of hot liquid love juice. The feeling of it filling my insides triggered my own intense orgasm as he continued to thrust hard up into me, wave after wave timed with his hips driving his iron rod up into my belly. Lorenzo collapsed onto me completely spent and.