My brown eyes swam in the blue of his. If only I knew what I was getting myself into. Oh, but I knew. I knew only too well. Just admitting these thing... made me practically shit myself. Thinking about them made me wet. Talking about them made me need to change my underwear. I just wanted it to happen. I needed it to happen. Something. I don't know why, and I honestly didn't care what or how. I just wanted something off the wall. Something scary or crazy. Something out of my deepest, darkest. We’ll pick up an escort that will take us to his place,” Betsy answered.“We need escort?”“Yes. He takes security very seriously.”Alice said, “I’d hate to live like that.”“One day we might have to take similar security measures,” Betsy said with a sigh.Alice might have reacted to that statement, but everyone in Betsy’s house was security conscious. She had seen the kinds of things that Gary was doing to secure Betsy’s house. Sam was spending a lot of time in the garage building remote controlled. Lekin me sex ke saath saath parivaar bhi chahti hu. Jo hamara parivaar ho. Agar tum yeh sab kar sakte ho to hum aage badh sakte he.Mene tutant mom ko gale laga liya aur kaha : aap jese chahogi wese hoga… aur fir se kiss karne lage… mom ko utha ke bed par sulaya. Mom mujhe pagalo ki tarah kiss kiye ja rahi thi.. hum kiss kate waqt ek dusre ko pura naga kiya… fir ek dusre ki body ko aese chum rahe the jese usme se ras nikal raha ho… mom ke boobs ko daba kar lal kare diye… aur mene boobs ko suck. "He spun you around quickly, still on your knees, and pushed you forward, your hands resting on the concrete. Now on his knees and hovering above you, he lifted your dress over your ass and took a handful of your panties, ripping them apart with a sharp tug, revealing your wet pussy to the open air. Both your panties—now ripped and unwearable—sitting in the middle of an alley exposed and humiliated. You arched your back, lowering your head to the concrete while raising your ass closer to him..