At least it wasn’t the kind of picture that would be hung in a bakery. And at least it hadn’t been my father who bought it. On the way to the bus ...top I stopped to look in the window of the bakery. At least my picture wasn’t on display, but some yummy-looking cookies were. I was debating whether to buy any when the owner spotted me and beckoned me in. He looked like a baker—round and soft– and always with a big smile on his face. His bald head was usually obscured by his baker’s hat. As soon as. I immediately assumed my proper position, and each man looked at me longingly. They knew the rules well. No one but Master was allowed to cum inside me. He took a seat in his chair, gestured for his friends to make themselves comfortable, and said calmly, “Baby, you performed beautifully tonight. Except for one thing. What did you do wrong, darling?” With head hung low, I whispered “I came without permission, Sir.” “Only once, my angel?” I shook my head, and even more softly whispered. .JM paranjhu Lal kaariyam sariyaayennu thonnunnu, jeevidhathil aadhyamaya yinghaane sambhavichadu… yente garbha sanjhi niraye Lal nte bheejam niranjhu… Deaivame yente vayaru veerkkane… Mailappore St. Thomas nte palliyil kurbhana vazhipaadu nadathiyekkam yennu nearchayum nearnnu.. Anghane thanne kurenearam kidakkaan JM ne nirbhandhichu, jhaan thaazhe yiranghi aa mulakalil muham amarthi urakkam nadichu kidannu… nalla suhamaayirunnu aa kidappinu thanne…. Annedivasam vaikittu vare veendum aavesham. "Mmmm," its musky aroma was tantalizing.Ami wanted to spread her legs and masturbate until she exploded in an earth-shattering climax. But she decided against it because she was never quiet when climaxing.Refocusing her attentions on Gopal, Ami grasped his cock gently, licking around its tip and down the shaft as if it were an all day sucker. "Mmmm," she murmured. Ami glanced up as she sucked watching for some reaction. Surely her actions would cause him to stir. Gopal's eyes were closed and.