Maine jab usko godi main baithaya to mera khada hua land uski chut ke paas pahunch gaya aur maine apne dono haatho se uske 32″ keUbhaaron ke upar ha...th rakh diya vo saham gayi apna sir jhuka liya aur dobara boli papa please laight band kar do na, to main bola nahi Anu main tumhe jee bharkar dekhna chahata hoon aur kahte kahte uske chehre koUpar uthaya uski aankhen band thi maine uske hoton se honth sata diye aur uske hoton ko chusne laga.vo bhi mera saath dene lagi.ab mere haath kabhi uski. Some of my friends get fucked by Drivers, cooks and Gardeners but I am reluctant, you open yourself to blackmail or extortion.So I go to my friends’ houses and get fucked by their husbands and sons and their relatives. I carefully choose my friends.Satish’s parents requested us if Satish could study in our home since there was too much commotion and disturbance in their home due to influx of guests. We said no problem, since our kids were in college hostel anyway and also since they are good. “Why?” I asked a followup question.“Because I’m naturally stingy with my body and I need to learn to freely give what others want if it does me no harm to do so, Master. Oh! That’s cold!”“Good girl, Honey, I said with one eye on the road and the other on Karen reinserting her butt plug. I didn’t insist that she fully clean her plug with her mouth even though in retrospect I know I should have. There was still a lot of tabasco sauce on it and I wanted it to combine with the icy-hot. So sue me.. Gail’s hair was brunette rather than dark red, and only shoulder length with a slight wave on the ends. She was a bit taller than Barb, but then Barb would have been a good five or six inches taller had she not had scoliosis of the spine. Gail’s face resembled Barbs but her eyes were harder as if questioning everything she saw, her lips were full but set in a firm line, not quite a scowl but certainly not a happy smiling face either. She was dressed rather conservatively, much like a librarian.