Shuddering and whimpering pleasure, screaming and clawing pleasure. And he matched me, each deep thrust made with a grunt or a growl. I was his, and h... was mine there was no mistake and no going back, now or ever. My head rolled against the tile and my teeth dug into his shoulder as we approached our climax, my body clenching and pushing against him as he kept the steady pace up. He was whispering to me in his native language and what he said sounded so lush and beautiful and filled with love. It's Saturday tomorrow, and we're all off duty for the weekend. Two wholedays to relax and enjoy life. I shall be back with Mistress Claire.The thing I love about Mistress ClaIre is that she's totally unimpressedthat I'm a lieutenant in the Sissy Service. To her I'm just anothergirlie in need of work and discipline. I shall again be her parlour maidin ankle-length black dress and white bib-apron, my hair bound up in abun under a mob cap, and will spend Saturday cleaning her house from topto. Do you know anyone there.” he asked.“I did but I forgot her name. She is probably gone now anyway. The person to call is my son John. He lives in Jackson.”I gave Gerome the number for John’s office. His call most likely would not get answered, but he could leave a message.I went back to reading everything I could find on pot farming. Many of the mechanics were interesting to me. On one site the instructions were all about growing the plants indoors. My intent was to use the all natural. Bhabhi mere baaju mein bethi thi meri to haalat bigad rahi thi pasine chut rahe the..bhabhi ko meri haalat ka andaja aa gaya unhone mere hath pe hath rakho aur thodi pass ayi..Muje dhire dhire red signal mil raha tha..mein unke haath pe aoni ungliya ghuma raha tha…mera lund pent phadne ki haalat mien tha..unhone dekh liye…v ouch nai bol rahi thi to meine unke hath se haath hata kar unke kandhe pe rakh diya…vo gussa ho gai phir mein sorry bolne laga to boli pagle mein to majak kar rahi hu tuje.