Ap kamjor pad jaoge”… Usne naughty si smile di.. Us din usne ek short blue skirt or tight top pehna tha.. Top me se uske boobs ka size saaf dikh r...ha tha..Reema: “tum kuch bhi kar lo… na me kamjor padungi or na hi thakne wali hu..”Yeh sun kar mene use kiss kar liya..French kiss..Me: soch lo phir se… jyada dard aap ko hi hoga…(me sex k liye bol raha tha or wo bhi samajh gayi thi)Reema: (lips kiss karte hue or naughty voice me) me kamjor nahi hoon… khud hi check kar lo..Me: chalo ek shart lagata. ‘No!!!!:’ She cried, ‘No one has ever taken me there!!!’ ‘I will, and you will love it’ He captured her eyes and his resolve was not to be questioned. Her resistance was thick, as he began to delve into her depths again. Her mouth opened for him as he possessed her, her breath in gasps now as he stroked, his hard male member laying upward through her opening, her clit being stimulated by the length of his cock as he stroked upward and then back down to graze her rosebud opening, with each pass. It still felt warm and pleasant. "Clean your arse up" he ordered, "I have more to do to you". He showered first and I followed him after using the enema bottle and showering too. I went back to the bedroom and he was sitting waiting for me with a smile on his face and a pair of latex gloves on the bed. "You are my Good Boy and with your soft arsehole I am going to 'fist' you!" I was surprised but knowing how my Master liked playing with my arse I knew this would please him. While I was. I’m sure that’s not necessary.”“Sara, do what I said or I will do it for you.”Completely disgusted and embarrassed, I jerked my shorts to the floor. “The panties too.” I turned my back to my parents and pulled those down and stood with my bright red ass facing them.“My God Sara, what in the world were you thinking?”I started trying to explain as I pulled my panties up and retrieved the rest of my clothes. No two words that I tried to put together made any sense, so I just stood their.