” Sach mooch ajay tumhara yeah 8 inch ka lund asal mardangi ki pehchan hai agar tum mujhe pehle mile hote toh ab tak main tumhare liye ek beta paida...kar chuki hoti ..or mere mammon mein aaj tumhare bete ka dhoodh bhara hota. Main has pada or uski choot per apna lund rakh kar dakha marne laga doston choot uski ek dum tight thi main hairaan ho gaya k woh paishaab kaise karti hogi. Maine ek do baar try kiya per woh khuli nahin…tabhi idea aaya maine uske mamme dhyaan batane k liye , jor-2 se. Not an ounce of smugness. Only concern."Vache," I muttered. "What am I to do with you?" Anything you want, Master," she giggled through a sob."I cannot be what you want me to be. At least not as much as you want it." But ... sometimes?" she asked carefully, hopefully, needfully."Yes," I sighed. She actually squeaked with happiness. "Occasionally. Very occasionally." Yes Master. I will take what I can get. Just knowing you ... will accept me ... sometimes..." Is enough?" I think so." It has to. Finding nothing but the taste of my pre cum, she pushed me roughly back onto the bed."Lie face down," she demanded, "as I've found nothing so far, I'll have to search deeper."I heard the opening click of the lubricant, normally reserved for taking her anally, followed by the distinct snap of Latex gloves being pulled onto both her hands. So the conversation on the plane had been a lie, the dirty little slut had remembered them after all, but her punishment for dishonesty would have to. Can you meet me at my place tonight?’ ‘I’ll be at the store until five,’ I replied. ‘I can be at your apartment at six. Sound good to you?’ ‘I can’t wait. See you soon, and I have a big suprise for you.’ ****************** I haven’t seen my boss, Naomi, in two months. She left to have her baby two week after our first encounter, a beautiful baby girl she named Jacquie. We would talk on the phone every night. She told me that she left her asshole husband just before she had her baby, and she.