Mera baap to turant wada kar ke cala gaya. Maine kuch apne pati se nahin kaha. Lekin raat mein jab vah apne ma baap ke ghar cala gaya tab maine phaura... apne baap ko phone laga ke mana kar diya aur use samjhane ke liye phier wapas bolaya. Vah bagal wala sahar mein rahata tha meri ma ke saath. Vah agle hi din wapas aya, jab mera pati naukari par tha. Maine use chai di aur boli. Pitaji, mere pati ko koi bhi paisa mat dena, vah to hamara dahej ka sab paisa luta diya. Kya, sab paisa, kaise beti, vah. ’ And he leaned into her face and kissed her cheek tenderly.She felt herself powerless to stop him. His emboldened fingers slipped underneath the elastic of her brief panties and he was granted free access to her most intimate parts. She parted her legs a little in acquiescence and he slipped fingers inside her and then stroked her love button and she swooned and gasped. The barman could see what was happening and sort of tried to watch whilst pretending not to. The other ladies kept well away.. He walks around her, spreading her ass, slapping her thighs. He walks in front of her, spreads her legs, examining the fresh bruises lined perfectly on her inner thighs.He raises her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. Hard enough to bring a moan to her lips.He turns to Alex, leaving her hanging there, on tip toe, trying to balance, with bound wrists. She finds herself swaying."These walls are cork-lined, yes?" Of course they are. This is the room best suited to whipping, because I dont care. “Yup! That’s the guy. I don’t know what to wear, help!” she laughed. “You are going to find something and pull it off in your usual perfect style,” Kelly reassured her. “I’m having a fashion emergency.” Tara listened intently while Kelly gave her advice. “Okay, so casual and cute, sexy but not too sexy. I think I can do that. Oh my god, I feel like a teenager again!” They both laughed as she went through her clothes until she found a white and blue summer dress and a pair of blue sandals that.