Later she started going faster and stroking in between. She would blow me 10-12 times, then stroke for 3-4 times and continue blowing again. I was kne...ding her huge melons and she would moan each time. She got up and got her neatly shaved vagina near my face, I slowly spit on her vagina and started long licks from tip to bottom. She would shiver each time I run my tongue, Now I parted her outer walls and put my tongue tip inside her wet, smelly pussy. She held my hair and pushed my face with. I was Chase’s good girl and his girl only. Not this asshole’s they called “Boss”. I felt like crying but for fear of being flogged again I bit my tongue and tried to relax. There was no turning back now. I was not giving in and I was passing this test dammit. I wanted to beat his game, no matter what it took. “Boss wants you to bend over and take off your panties.” I did as I was told and stood back up again. I was flogged once more, which again sent tears to my eyes but also a shock to my. I pushed her against the garage wall, felt my dick thrust against her, and finally spoke."I want you. I really really want you. And I mean, I really want you. Really bad." I finally said.Katie spoke. And it stunned me."When will she be home? My parents won't be home until tomorrow. They called and asked if I was okay staying. Or if I was going to stay at a friend's. I told them I'd be okay," she said.I answered."They'd be home about 6-7pm tonight. Gone to do some errands, running around, stuff. Sabbir was pursuing his MBA from our home, he was a young stud of 24 years, with 5’9” well-built body. During these days no body from Darjeeling or Kolkata contacted me. Only my mother called after the birth of my kid.Now, this incident happened when my child was about 8 months old. My husband was out of town on official tourfirst knew that his wife was safe as his brother is there. The door was closed but not locked as usual. (Everybody in this house knows that when my door is closed, it means.