.ekdam slim lag rahi ti dress me..Iyer:- me to daya bhabhi ko dek raha thaa.. O is dress me bhi kamal lag rahi ti jitni sadi me lagti hai uthni hi..Je...halal:- kyaa iyer tum…. Meri wife ko dek rahe the to me tumhari.. Yane ke babitaji ko dek raha thaa.. Ekdam mast lag rahi thi babitaji usme..Tarak:- to dosto… Aur ek bat batao sab jan sirf dek rahe the yaa amagination bhi kar rahe the.. Un ke saat sach batana..Sab jan:- haaaaa mehta sahab..Tarak:- to q naa ham wife swaping karte hai..Jethalal:-. I can hear its breath. I suddenly realise I'm naked. Strange... I close my eyes trying to make sense of what's going on. I hear a click I open my eyes and light floods in stinging them, I shut them..I feel a hand brush my forhead lovingly, and then I hear frank say"Don't be frightened sweet child of mine."My eyes pop open. "Your going to kill me?" I ask."Of course not sweetling, I don't mean to alarm you. I just thought it would be fun to have some daddy daughter time. This is only a game. Its. He closed the door behind him hearing a click as it locked. The room was dim but he could clearly make out the women lying in the bed as if a spotlight shone on her. He ignored the splendor of the room his eyes were only fixed on the goddess looking at him with hooded eyes. The silk sheets covered her body, only her head and a tantalizing view of her collarbone were visible but he felt his pants tighten in anticipation of the night that lay ahead. The escort gazed at her client standing in the. It was odd having a quiet breakfast. Usually her radio or television was blaring at her apartment as she rushed to get ready for wherever she was going. The silence here was almost disquieting. The bound oriental girl had so many questions she wanted to ask but the threat of the cattle prod was more than enough to keep her silence.Every bite seemed more intense and Michelle reasoned that it was because of the black leather blindfold sealing her in the dark. It was also a very different.