The reflection was that of a frail, small body, hairless, as white as milk. It was a cruel joke made by a universe that began to craft a girl but ulti...ately decided against it. Before the mold was cast, my essence had been randomly shoved elsewhere, shaped into something that’d never align with how I felt on the inside.I slipped back into my loose-fitting pajamas, and went online. In the browser, I opened a few tabs and ordered a bunch of things. Next, I launched my alternate reality game,. And so, Caitlin had come up with this fantasy wherein she punished him for enjoying himself.This idea excited myself and Emile so we got her to elaborate on her ideas for Eduardo with us.The fantasy involved her cuckolding him whilst he was tied to the bed, with them fucking on top of him, whilst he was wearing a chastity cage. After they had both cum they would bring Eduardo to the point of almost cumming many times, only to deny him the pleasure and increase his frustration and humiliation.. "We're okay with the girls, though?" he inquired.I said yes, even though I still felt a bit rancorous over the business. Steve was twelve years older than I, and previously married, so I had to acknowledge that Family Number Two needed to coexist with Family Number One. I only wished Steve would get his head straight about which family was which.Come on, I thought sourly. Half that mess was simply your feelings being hurt because you're jealous of his easy relationship with his kids. It clouds. Mridula – Haan, ye sab dhyan rakhenge. Hubby to ek mahine baad hi aata hai aur 5 din baad wapas chala jata hai. Ek baat aur karni hai.Abhi – Bolo kya baat hai?Mridula – Meri 2 – 3 saheli hai. Unko bhi help chahiye. Unko main kisi bahane se aapka bolunga. Woh bhi ye mom son wali story padhti hai. Bas aap mera mat btana unko ki maine help li thi.Abhi – Yaar koi baat ni. Ruko tere bete ka message aaya hai. Ek kaam karo tum bhi naha aao aur fir bete ko bula lena. Subah chat pe aa jana.Mridula –.