He set our bags in the back seat. I sat down, got my seat-belt on. I had made it through. Now it was just the drive home and an absolute riot in the b...droom. The wet spot on the back of my coat, where I was sitting, was going to be huge.As he drove slowly through the parking lot, my husband silently handed me another slip of paper. It said "boots & socks".As I took off my boots and tossed them in the back seat, I thought about how obvious my situation might be to any neighbors who saw me. I sat there for about fifteen minutes watching the clock, almost hoping she didnt show. About that time she walks in. Now she isnt what one would say was classical pretty, but her smile lit the room. She ask if we could go somewhere where we could really talk. Seeing as I didnt want to have my business on the streets I again agreed to her request. I could tell by the way she was acting that this was going to be harder than I had originally suspected. She wasnt pissed, she seemed hurt and maybe. “MOVE IT SLUT,” yelled Christina.Tracy started toward the house on her knees. How embarrassing this was, since she couldn’t move very fast. She almost fell down a few times, but was able to hold her balance, finally making it to the house, and up the steps. The chain in her crotch was really rubbing her cunt now, especially on her clit, since it was so tight on her. She wanted to cum so bad, but every time her Mistresses thought she was going to cum, they would stop her.“I’ll be a fucking wreck. Naan pothuvagave nandraaga irukum aadaigal thaan aniven, athilum engal kaluriyil iru naatkal casual aninthu kolalam. Angu sexyaaga karupu nira aadai aninthu kondu irunthen, shoues matrum jean ivatrai aninthu kondu irunthen.Ennai paarthathum aval sirithaal, pinbu mundru mani neram avalai vaitha kangal edukaamal paarthu konde irunthen.Naan kadaisi benchil amarnthu kondu irunthen, athanaal naan teacherai vaitha kangal edukaamal paarthu kondu irupathu veru yaarukum theriyaathu. Vidamal aval.