Main ruka uske bobe dabaye or fir chudai chalu ab wo sant thi. Mein-dekho jo hona tha wo ho gya.Lund to ander ghusa hi h apna kurta utar kr pure mze l... kisi ko pta nhi chalega.Wo roti rhi.M ne uska kurta uthaya or niche hath daal k uski bra khol di.Kya bobe the doston bilkul gore bhure choti choti chuchiyaan.M unhe muh m bhar k chusne lga.Wo ab rone k sath sath siskariyaan bhi le rhi thi.M ne uski choot m tabadtod lund pailna shuru kiya.Wo bhi rone ka natak krte hue pure mze le rhi thi.Usne. 'About an hour, ' Nikki answered, 'Come on lets shower.'They showered together, soaping each others silicone enhanced breasts and moaning in their ecstasy.'Shit you are so hot mum, ' purred Nikki.'I know, ' Gloria said smugly.Eventually they were dressed and went back downstairs.'Quick line before she gets here, ' said Gloria, cutting two fat lines.'Jade's dad has been really strict with her so she'll be clean when she gets here, ' Nikki said.'I want that to change really quickly, ' purred. Apart from the cold touch of metal to her skin it was not what she had expected. It was time by now to make the long journey up the many stairs to the ground.She felt foolish and degraded as she shuffled along, her chain clinking rhythmically, past the line of other prisoners. Most were silent as she walked awkwardly past them, her shaven head obediently bowed. With her hands secured behind her she had no choice but to keep her eyes on the ground so this part of her ritual humiliation lost a. Come, let me give you the tour. Finish your drink first, please. I dont like food and drink outside of the kitchen or dining room. Sure thing, she said, downing the vodka and setting the glass on the counter. Big place youve got here, she said as he led her to the basement and stopped in front of a steel door. Do you live here alone? Yes. My great-great-grandfather built it after striking it rich in the Gold Rush of 1849. Now Im the last of my family to own it. The last? Yes. I am an only.