"So boy, come a bit closer... I see... you look exactly like her... Theonly thing is that you are a boy... well, that can be fixed. I want you tocome ...nd live here. There will be some things you have to do, but the mainthing is that you have to keep me company. Can you do that boy?" Yes ma'am." Good and It's time to send your mother on her way. The money you earnwill be sent to your family. Say goodbye to your mother. I don't have allday to waste."I could see tears in Mums eyes, she was. Finally I feel the blows stop, and I let out a guttural moan, rocking my hips as much as I can. “Beg,” you say, your voice rough and very demanding, and the begging quickly commences. “Oh, God, PLEASE Sir. Please PLEASE please… Sir, please fuck my pussy, Sir,” I beg, loud enough to ensure that everyone can hear it, wanting the room to get as much pleasure out of my begging as I was getting out of it. I roll my hips, moaning again. “Oh PLEASE fuck my tight, little pussy, Sir, PLEASE!?” I moan,. I could feel my clit pulsating through my panties in anticipation of what is about to come. “$39.47 is your total,” she says as she places the items into a flimsy black plastic bag. I leave three 20s and practically run out the store with the bag. I head to the parking lot and make it to the red Eco friendly car. I only bought it for two reasons, less gas and very dark windows. I am digging in my purse for my keys, my panties are becoming soaked in my juices. Finally I find my keys and stab the. Yyyyeeeessssd meeerrreeee rr aa jjjaaaa…Chusu yeah bby just lyk dat…Yahi awazein gunj rahin thi…Phir maine uski gaand ke niche ek takhiya lagaya or or uske pair faila ke uski choot pe apna lund rakha…Or andr dalne ki koshish krne laga pr wo fisal gaya…Phir maine doosri koshish ki or is baar ek zor k jhatke k sath 3 inch uski chut me utar diya…Uski aankh se aason nikl aaye or wo mujhe dhaka deke hatane ki kosgish karne lagi or chillane lagi ki chod harami meri chut ki ma chod di kutte mujhe chod.