I can't take much more of this” without stopping, Sharon whispered back: “Why not. Tell me why”Embarrassed but desperate, I whispered: “If you...don't stop...you're..ah ! You...you're going to make me cum !” Sharon laughed and said: “Baby, you'll cum when I let you cum. I know your dick better than you do” emphasizing her point by fingers dance along the ridge of my cock, sending lightning bolts of pleasure through my system.As she continued her ministrations on my helpless cock, Sharon asked. 5 inch ka h ) jo ki lower se pata chal rha tha… Ruchi : kya hua movie acchi nahi h kyaAbhi : m chup rha aur kuch na bolaBhabhi : tm dono bat karo m bathroom se aati huBhabhi cahli gayi hm dono hi akele the fir unhono mujhse bola q movie nahi pasand aayi….Mere lund ki taraf ishara karke. Lag rha h bahut maja aaya mere raja ko… M bus apna sir niche kiye hue baitha tha….Fr bhahi aa gayi…Aur aachanak ghar se call aa gayi ki jaldi aao. Kuch kam h .Fr bhabhi boli ab hme nikalna parega hm jane ke liye. Not her friends. She told her daddy it would be their little secret. John had told her if they were ever caught they both were going to hell.I noticed Michelle seemed to not know whether to call him daddy or to call him John or that man, as she told me this story. My mind took me back to her doctors telling me reasons for her thinking John was her real daddy.Michelle’s head went to her hand as she cried into them she said, ”Please mom help me out of this hell she had placed us all into.”I went. She must be Misty.She smiles at me and says "This way and I will take your information." I follow her into the room on the other side of the foyer from where I first met the Mistress. There is a desk with a computer and phone. She sits behind the desk and pulls the keyboard close to her.She begins to take all of my information. Some of the standard stuff like address, phones, clothing sizes. But then she starts to get into the personal information, like when do I bath. Do I shower or take a tub.