“Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?” I asked him.“My name is Bart. You are at Sir Imer’s castle. He wants to make you his slave.” He an...wered me.“Are you his slave?” I enquired.“No,” said Bart, “I am his servant, there is a difference, which you will find out. Now, I am here to make sure you have enough strength to meet with him, and to condition you for service while he is away. I don’t normally like this job, but from the fight you put up the other night I think I’m going to enjoy this. I was interested and she was only half a mile away from me. I sent a reply asking where, when and what was she looking for. Within an hour I received a reply stating where and when to meet her the next day. I was to meet her at 9:30 at a nearby place and we would both go in my car from there to where she wanted to go. As for what she was expecting I was to wait and see? A little bit of a mystery never hurt. The following morning I was up showered shaved and ready to leave when I received a. And he shifted slightly back and forth, enjoying her heat and moisture on him, enjoying almost as much the idea of finally giving this bitch what she deserved. Her eyes were closed, but the tears continued to course down her cheeks. He started to fuck her mouth, steadying her head with his own hands. He gave her several long, slow strokes, enjoying the feel and the moment, and then began to take her without mercy. She moaned as his pace quickened, and he began to ram his length into her mouth,. Aaj mai aap ko ek real story bata hoon mera ek dost hai aur us ki wife jo ki who bhi jalandhar ke hi rahne wale hai mai aksar apnne dost ke ghar jaya karta tha us ki wife badi hi sundar hai figue bas theek thk hi hai rang goora boobs zayada bade nahi hai par phir bhi theek hi hai us ki smile badi hi qatalan hai un ka ek beta hai jo ki abhi 6-7 saal ka hi hai, mere dost ke bahut zid karne par mai un ke bete ko tuttion dene ko tayaar ho gaya, mai dopaher ko us ke ghar par padahane jaya karta tha.