Me apni family ke bare me batana bhul gaya hamara 4 bed room flat hai ghar me me mummy papa rehte hai job ki wajah se papa maximum bahar rehte hai. To...age batata hu k papa bahar gaye hue the unka mujhe cl aya ki beta gao se tumhhare rakesh chacha aa rahe hai unke train ka time ho gaya tum unhe le ana me gusse me lal ho gaya ku ki mujhe station jana pasand nahi mummy ne mujhe uthaya aur me na chahte hue bhi station gaya new delhi station pe train 1hour let aai me aur aag babula ho gaya jab trin. She moaned, and I knew she was getting wet again, from the mental and physical stimulation. She bent over slightly to let me in deeper.As I massaged her in this way, I said "what if next time we let him see more of you?" She bent over even more as I let my finger slip closer, pressing right against her little hole. "I want him to see you bent over baby," I continued, "I want him to see up your skirt to your bare ass, and sweet little sex." As I said the word "ass" I let my thumb slip inside her. I could tell, though, that several didn't get it. At one point she got irritated with someone over rape... "Honey, there is no such thing -- well, only in a few special circumstances. If your sponsor is off somewhere and a male concubine or another sponsor who hasn't got his permission won't take no for an answer, that's rape, because they don't have the right. If your sponsor wants something and you don't feel like giving it up it's NOT rape, no matter WHAT he does, because in that case YOU. Nothing. She got up and went to her mirror. Still nothing. She was bored, having waited almost two hours now. Yet, she couldn’t wait. Deep inside all she wanted to become the next ultimate sex doll. She flicked her hair to the side when she noticed she was kneeling more than usual to get a view view of the mirror. She remembered setting up the mirror to her height when she moved in. She was barefooted yet continuously found herself lowering her posture. Then it hit her. She was taller. She.