Later that night i couldnt sl**p thinking about what i had seen i went downstairs for a glass of water passing the dirty washing basket i looked insid... to find a pair of her mothers dirty panties i crept downstairs into the living room sniffing them and rubbing them all over my hard cock then a voice from behind me ‘i take it you like what you saw?’ ‘yea i replied with her panties hanging off my cock’ your a very naughty boy you need to be punished’ walking towards me she pushes me on the sofa. She had her eyes closed, reeling from the immense pleasure that the orgasm had given her. But she also knew that it wasn’t over until Shah had fucked her properly. So she just laid back waiting for the next, while Shah already readied himself to fuck her. He was already between her legs as he lowered down and lined his cock with her already gaping cunt.It didn’t take much effort for him to push his cock deep inside her. Sowmya’s cunt was already so slippery that his cock slipped in rather. The bookie made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse won the race. He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next.He bet big on it, and it won.As the races continued the Priest kept blessing horses, and each one ended up winning.The bookie was elated.He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited for the Priest’s next blessing that would. The other end was locked to her wrist, and the only way to get it loose was with the same key that worked the lock at George's balls. Therefore, she was completely responsible for anything that George might do, but she had complete control over his actions, so she was safe from censure.They started out, and the first person they met was Francine, who lived three houses down from her. She was walking Harold, and she had him restrained just as Emily had George controlled. "Oh, Emily, it's so nice.