Employee hain or jyada tar office me hi rhetey hai raat ko dus bjey hi ghr aatey hain.Abi mai story par ata hun teen mahine pehley ki baat hai jab mer... college bhi khtm ho chukey thy or jyda time ghr par hi rehta tha mai normally unsey baat kar rha tha or woh thoda udaas lag rhi thi tho maine normally pucha ki bhabi kya hua aaj udaas lag rhey ho toh unhoney kuch nahi btaya or baat ko taal diya lekin raat ko 11 bjey unka msg aya usmey likha ki hi Abhey tumhey kyn laga mai udaas hun toh maine bhi. "Just give it a moment" she told me. She was right, because after about 10 seconds the pain went away and I relaxed. Slowly she trusted into me. She kept going until she bottomed out, touching my prostate as she did. My dick jumped a little bit and I let out a little moan by accident. Taking that as encouragement, she started to fuck me faster. I had never felt anything like it. I remember thinking that I wanted her to fuck me for hours, and I lost myself in the pleasure. After a few minutes. I was asking if the gash wanted a go at round two.Ask, you ask? Kana ask a cunt?Of course. I was torturing her.Grins.Here’s how that part went down. Round one was on impact to the room. Threw her down, hiked up the skirt, went to town with the cane. Finished with the shots across the cunt with the belt (You can see the bruises in the shots).She was a sniveling fucking mess by then, begging no more, no more…which of course turned me on. So I slammed it facefirst against the wall and ass-****d it. ‘Oh, yes, I forgot that you were such a babe in the woods. Well, to make the picture a bit clear, Robin, ran a house of ill repute. A whore house. Of course I didn’t discover this until much later on, but anyway Mom started working in that house. And just as Robin had said, Mom was making more money. We were soon able to move into a bigger apartment in a nicer neighborhood, and Steve and I didn’t have to work anymore because Mom was making good money. Very good money. She said that she cleaned.