I was awestrucked from the site of her beauty. She was perfect and she was finally doing everything I had dreamed. I grabbed the back of my moms head ...nd pulled it forward a bit more making her swallow more of my shaft. I heard and felt her gag reflex as she was drooling over my cock. I couldnt take it much longer and began fucking her face. She was mumbling something but I couldnt understand but didnt want to stop either. The vibrations felt so good. She mumbled again so I found some control. Mai lund kha kar puri tarah se masta gayee aur boli narain aj puri rat tu mujhe issi tarah se chodta ja. Tu bahut achee tarah se chod raha hai. Teri chudaee se mai aur meri choot bahut khush hai. Mujhe nahi malum tha ki tu itna achha aur masti se chodta hai. Narain bol raha tha ki hai didi mai aj puri rat timko isi tarah chidunga. Tumhara choot bahut ache hai aur isme bahut masti bhara hua hai. Ab eh choot mera hai aur isko khub chodunga. Mai masti se pagal ho rahi thee aur meri choot pani. “Which side of the bed do you want to sleep?” I asked, awkwardly.“I don’t mind, you choose.” Angela replied.“Ok, I’ll take the right”. “Cool.” She smiled back at me and sat down on her side of the bed. Oh, that smile…She bounced up and down to test how soft and spring it was. The angle of bedside light shining through her shirt, revealed she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her small, perfectly formed breasts jiggled slightly. I felt wave of pure lust …I turned away, inwardly castigating myself, hoping. The tiny woman's wrists were pulled back behind her and tied off with one of her own stockings. The other stocking, white with a lacy top, bound her ankles together. Caesar had been sure not to tie the lingerie too tight to her body; it was to hold, not hurt. The man came into the room and sat down on the bed behind his bound Slave. He reached out to test the silk scarf which held her bound wrists and ankles behind her. It forced her to bend at the knee and to bring her tiny feet up. In this.