Hearing her moan , her child came knock the door and asked what happened ,to which Kalpana replied still moaning and cracked voice “ Nothing beta , ...shsish and I are doing some work , you both play upstairs.” They left and we started fucking , her moan increased with each thrust aaahhhhhhhh…yyessssssssss…ohhhhhhhhhh…mmmmmmmmmm….Her mangalsutra was dangling in the air. I again made her lie down on her back and came on top of her. I again inserted my cock inside her and started pumping her hard. Every blind and curtain is closed. In the living room, a lamp glows, casting its weak light on a small cardboard box beside it. The box glitters in the soft light, maybe it has some gold or metallic pattern on it.I walk slowly towards it and on the top is a single post-it note in your handwriting with the words, "Open Me," written on it.I open the box on the inside is a blue eye mask and another note that just reads, "Wear me." I feel very excited, knowing this must be one of your little games. Her parents were killed when she was just a baby and she was raised by her uncle. She has an older brother who had crossed over into America about three years ago. He was living somewhere in Alabama but she didn’t know where. He would send money to her uncle but the money had stopped coming about a year ago.When she turned sixteen, Rosalia told her uncle she wanted to go to America to make a better life for herself. Her uncle was poor and didn’t have the money to send her there legally, so he. It will all depend on your reaction to this. And your non negotiable promise that you will obey me forever, you will be my cuckold husband for good. That I am the Queen of our home, and you will be nothing. If this isn’t agreeable then you can fuck off and you’ll never see me again, got it? Oh, but there will be more DVDs until you give up and do things my way from now on!’ There was a mail box address for me to reply to, no phone number, no way of contacting her until I replied by letter, and.