Haan to fir bhabhi ne mujhe apne upper bula liya kiyu ki mai us sai pahle unke chut ko chat raha tha fir wo khud mere lund ko apne chutK andar mai li ...ur chut k ched pe rakha aur maine tora sa press kiya mere lund ka supara aram sai andar ghus gaya tha fir bhabhi boli karo mai thora aur jora lagaya aadha lund chut k andar chala gaya fir bhabhi thora der tak apne honth ko dat tale daba li fir mai bola bhabhi dard kar raha hai wo sir hila k boli nehi fir mai aao dekha na tao pura lund unke chut. .. a delightful chill ran up her spine."Well, what have we here?" Mistress Cheryl was standing to Brittany's left, her entrance unnoticed. Brittany turned beet red, having been caught squeezing a heavy breast with one hand and rubbing her crotch through her skirt with the other. "Thinking fondly of me?"It shamed Brittany to no end, but she nodded. This seemed to please Mistress Cheryl, as if that acknowledgement was both a surprise and an affirmation of her power. Brittany looked up and drank. I laughed. “Don't worry, Claire,” I said, “You will. Oh yes, you definitely will.”It wasn't long before Claire understood. Ever since that night, business for the company has improved significantly. Sales are up and so are profits. And its all down to my CFO, my pet, my slave Claire. She is quite an asset to the firm. The customers and suppliers just love her. All you poor saps out there who spend days negotiating with clients for extra sales or arguing with customers over discounts, you're. The baby in his arms was crying loudly and he said, "She's sobeautiful."Mari said, "Just like her mother." Yeah, she does look a little like you." Thanks, but I was talking of her other mother. Don't tell me youhaven't noticed those two new growths on your chest."Ross asked, "It has changed my whole body, hasn't it?" as though healready knew the answer."Changed it quite a bit, actually. Take a look at the mirror over thefireplace."Ross, still carrying the baby, got up and went over to take a.