Well, she’s going to be my bitch pretty soon. With that, I drew back my fist and decked Mandy. Bam. Right on the mouth. Mandy gasped, and staggered....Before she could do anything, I kicked her in the belly. Down she went. I brought my fist down on her nose, and it went splat. There was blood everywhere, all nice and red. I like the sight of blood, especially when it’s not coming out of me. I kicked her in the bits, and kicked her flat ass too. I also drop-kicked her square in the tits and she. Leaning back on one hand I spread my legs wide as I could and raised my little opening towards the ceiling as I pushed the tip of the brush in. The tip was tiny so it slid in effortlessly. The brush widened after that. I gradually pushed the tip higher and higher inside me, I could hear my juices start to squish around the rubber that ensconced the handle. In and out, I played with myself. I had never brought myself this far, never felt the feelings I was feeling. Never came. Tonight I would.. She was medium-sized, slim , with absolutely perfect bosom and a rounded butt. Can you imagine that after four pregnancies she had nice beautiful breasts!She was very interesting to talk to. Having thought about it a bit I gave my consent. When my girl left the next morning I received a call from her mother. We agreed about time and a place.That evening I laid the table with red wine and some snack, had a shower and set off for the place where I had to wait for her. While waiting I was thinking. That night, Hamida received a call from Arav.“Baby, I wouldn’t be able to come home today.”“What? Why?” Hamida responded in a disappointed tone.“I’ve gotta travel a lot this time, baby. But don’t worry, I’ll be back home soon. Bye honey, love you!”“Love you too, baby,” Hamida said as she dropped the call.They were a couple who were, and still are, madly in love with each other. But something had started to miss out and Hamida was suffering.As Hamida dropped the call, she prepared to go to.