I went through her report and concluded that I should ask Ruchi to submit her resignation by giving her a notice of 3 months.I hear a knock on my door...and Ruchi stepped in. when I saw her, my blood rushed into my cock and started to grow to amazing length. Ruchi came inside and I told her to sit on the chair opposite to me. She was wearing the tight mini skirt and a tight white shirt. I thought why don’t I fuck this bitch her brains on the pretext of saving her job.Me: ruchi, your performance. It lay flat, pulsating with a life of its own, looking as if it were trying to free itself of the black cotton encasement.I could hear my sister rummaging around in the kitchen, talking to herself, I smiled and slipped my hand down his pants and encircled his swollen cock, licking my lips, which had gone suddenly dry, emboldened by the clatter of drawers banging as she searched for the cork-screw.He was circumcised, something that placed emphasis on the cock outline, like my pussy does with my. "Come here baby!" Please," begged Kimmie, but the biker's finger summoned her. She was weak from abuse and lack of food and wondered if she could even get to her knees as the biker wanted."Or maybe you like it in all three holes at the same time," he snickered as some of the other bikers walked up to watch."No, please!... What... do you want?" she asked, already knowing the answer."You thirsty?" he asked, breaking out a canteen from his saddle bag."Yes... please," she pleaded. Badly dehydrated,. "I shook my head and found a suitable Iron loop to fit round her neck.I clamped it with the Mole wrench then slipping the aluminum heat shield against her neck I connected the earth clamp and started welding, The Mig welder showered the room with blinding blue light, and blobs of molten metal flew from the rusty iron but within seconds she was secured, I quenched the hot joint with oil then trimmed the edges with a hand file.Manacles for hands and ankles followed, rusty iron with rusty chains,.