.Or patti khulte hi may ghar ke andar chala gaya or bhabhi mere piche aai. Wo kamal ki sexy lagrahi thi usnay dress bhi bahut sexy pahen rakhi thi. Ma... ghar may gaya to muje pata chala ki ghar may koi nahi tha or thodi der chat karneke bad bhabhi muje bed room may lay gai phir may usko lips per kissing karne laga or or dance karte karte uskay boobs ko bhi rab karnay laga ab bhabhi puri tarah masti may aa gai dhire dhire may uskay badan ko kapdo say aazad karnay laga thodi der may wo puri tarah. Monica had arranged for me to go there late afternoon on a Wednesday as our classes finished early that afternoon. She had advised me to go smartly dressed (nice dress, undies etc) and to be relaxed. So it was that I went along and was interviewed and must have made a good impression as I was not only recruited but asked to meet with a client at a hotel in Cardiff that night.I was like wow! Really? Yes...really...can you be there at 8? I agreed yes, but was shaking like a leaf as I did so.I had. He liked to do this, but it hurt to begin with. Grandpa’s friend came round in front of me and slapped his cock across my mouth – two or three times.I opened up my mouth, knowing that was what he wanted, and I started to suck, knowing that the men liked it when I did that.Grandpa was really pushing his cock hard into my bottom and was grunting hard and fast… I knew it wouldn’t be long before he would fill me with his juices too.With a loud roar, Grandpa stilled, his cock deep inside my bottom. I stared at her for a few seconds trying to figure out who she was and what she was doing here. Then I saw the whip in her hand and thought to myself, Oh, i don't fucking think so!. Apparently she saw the defiance in my eyes and told me "Bow your head to me, bitch!" and I said, "kiss my ass, bitch!" it kinda deteriorated from there." I try to lower my head again to hide my smirk, but you wont let me. You say again, "specifics!" "She thought she was going to punish me for my insolence." I.