Slavery is a calling. For some, it's a calling they hear when they are free and they delight in surrendering their freedom to an Owner who is prepared...to accept their service. Others – like you – get taken, They have – to paraphrase your Shakespeare – their slavery thrust upon them. So you have to work hard to learn your new calling. Your focus needs be on what is good for your Owner. You must forget your own wishes and desires and only think about what is good for your Owner. Whatever they. Meri Ammi Koi Bari sexy hain unki Bari ass hai aur boobs b.tight saari phnnay ki shoqeen kafii.khair pathan uncle humaray ghar kam kartay thay.Main bachpan se he horny or gandi item songs dekhnay psnd karta tha(thi) ,,, bara hua thora to main chupkay se Ammi k hot kapray phnna shuru kardiye bra,panty waghaira. M wo sab phnta aur ganday ganay dekhta bed p ulta lait k apnay nunnu land ko maslta aur muth Marta, ye adat barhgyi aur m porn dekh k apnay ap ko yh assume kar k k main Larki hun muth. Ahhh……. Uoohhh……. She cummed in again. Still now I did not cum, but I was ready for a cum. She told me to stop. However, I did not because I wanted to cum in her choot. In addition, I was ready so I kept on the speed. I told her I am about to cum. She told to cum in her choot only as she wanted to feel the hot liquid in her choot. In few seconds time I cummed whole thing inside her choot. To my surprise she cummed in again with me. This was the time she cummed thrice.Then we lay down in the bed. .exposing me. An object... hard...cylindrical...freezing (party ice?)penetrates deep into my body. I cry out, struggling for freedom. The chill,so cold it burns my flesh endures...but can I?My mind, but my mind only cries aloud."Mercy!"But my lips remain silent as I feel the liquid, the by-product of mytorment, flow in embarrassing runnels from my body as its source sears meto the core. It pools beneath my buttocks, running unchecked against thesmall of my back. Shame overcomes me.Is he.