Akhtar held her head and pushed his dick down her throat, and finally erupted in her mouth. Akhtar kept pumping his seeds deep down her throat. Rekha ...as beginning to choke on the fluid that was filling her mouth.It was much more than she could handle. Rekha had no option but to swallow his cum. Dribbles of Akhtar’s salty cum escaped from the corners of Rekha’s mouth and onto her neck.Akhtar finally took his monster out of her mouth and slapped it against Rekha’s face, leaving a few drops of. The German chef asked her about her husband, and the sadness fell like a veil over her face. Her dinner companion, watched as she told the other man in German, that she was a widow. He kissed her on the cheek, and told her to call him and his wife, before she left the area. Dinner conversation was somewhat subdued after that, and she apologized for the change in her mood. She still grieved the loss of her husband, and at times that loss was still overwhelming. He understood that loss, but. Over in Brooklyn, Kara and Slave Carol were just finishing their dinner. Kara, who had formerly been Peter, was trying to un-train Carol in a few small ways. But Carol had her own pre-conceived ideas about the proper way for a slave to act, and show respect. As a result, Kara was meeting with some resistance. She had finally gotten Carol to sit down at the dinner table so that they could eat together. Until now, Carol had insisted on waiting until Kara was done eating, before she would touch a. An extravagant spender, he had made this hisdream home for his family. They had a pool, which finally prompted myparents to build a small one, a large tractor to mow their acres of land,and a boat. The boat was gone at the moment; the entire family off on afour day vacation which gave me my opportunity. The day before I hadcaptured the key and set up a way in. On the far side of the house was asmall window that led into the home office. The screen had been brokenby their son and never.