My angel, those will only be used if you should ever request them. You know me now…my torture of you will only be sweet, and otherwise to touch you ...ould only be at your word to me. Never will I force such a thing upon you. You relax, uncertain if such things would ever bring you pleasure, but safe in the knowledge that it would be yours to control. Safe. But is it safety you seek? You feel an odd tinge of disappointment that perhaps there are boundaries to what I would have from you. But know. Pies, muffins, ormore pancakes I think. They should last until the end of the week, so wecan be surprised at how we use them. You might even find a couple inyour lunch this week. Think of them as flavor bombs that go off in yourmouth." Cool," Bobby said. "The boys I eat with all get jealous when I eat,because you put so many cool things in my lunch. You are the best sisterever, Rachael." And you are the best brother ever too, Bobby," she said.Bobby practically needed a bath when he finished. My cock rose again. She smiled as she cupped my balls and stroked my cock,” See this motherfucking cock is raising its haed to enter the hole it has come from”I was too horny to say no. ” Yes Kusum, I will do anything to fuck my mother. But before that I would love to fuck you again” She said,”Oh, maderchod, Ketan, I would love to fuck you again. This time you fuck me the way animals fuck. I have ridden your cock, now you ride me doggy fashion” she said. I asked her to take up her position like. Brad was feeling his buzz, feeling more than a little lonely, and a little like indulging his sudden fantasy of spiriting one of these women away from her drunk husband, taking her upstairs, and fucking her senseless.As Brad hungrily scanned the room, he glimpsed out of the corner of his eye a striking woman with very big, firm tits–––for this was the frame of mind Brad was in––-standing across the room from him. He continued to eye her tits. She was vaguely familiar. She crossed her long,.