.get hold of your feet and stretch your legs wide for me...' At first I tried to say '...no...' but could only grunt as he continued to ram his nine i...ches of dick into me. My fingers were scratching at his back as he reiterated again '...spread your fucking feet...' Trembling I managed to get hold of my feet and pull them open as Steve licked my lips and whispered '...now that's how a bitch should act...' Steve crawled up while his dick was still lodged in my butt till his knees were under my. She then saw Ali moving towards her helpless husband, Vinod. That scared the shit out of her.“Please,” Rekha managed to say after struggling for words.“So Rekha, what were your plans?” Hassan asked again, this time. He had his fingers on her pussy.“Aah, I don’t know, we didn’t plan anything,” Rekha murmured“When did he last fucked you?” Chotu’s next question startled Rekha. Chotu asked this and placed his lips on her huge boob.“Aah…last month,” Rekha managed to say as Chotu chewed her nipple in. She was a pretty girl and eminently desirable dressed as she was in a short tan-coloured skirt and a cream crop top. To some extent she had recovered her composure so I asked again, “what can I do for you?”“Sorry to bother you but have you seen my mother? She’s not in and I haven’t got my key.”Half-ignoring her question I replied, “You’re welcome to wait here for her. I’m sure she won’t be long. Come into the lounge.”I led the way and I could feel her eyes boring into me from behind. I motioned. He thought that part of it was because he kept Mother out of Kaneezs room. He made Kaneez watch every second of his treatment of the whores, and fucked her numerous times each day, usually while they were both dripping with wet, hot, sticky blood, up against the wall or on the floor of the ritual room. He still locked her in her room when he wasnt using her, but with the whores available, he felt little desire to hurt her. He subjected the whores to the caning and belting and blood-letting. He.