Jitna mast tera lund h utni hi mast teri jeebh h mere bete.Or fir maine mummy ki panty utar di or mummy ki chut me do ungli daalke mummy ki chut me an...ar bahar karne laga or chut ko chaatne laga jisse mummy ki siskariya or bhi tez ho gayi or mummy aaaa aah hh hhh uuuuuu uuhh hh hhhh hhhh uuyyyiii mainn marr gyyii meri jaannnnn or chhhaaat apni maa ki chut aaaj mita de iski saari piyas ki awaz karne lagi or fit bs 10minute tak chaatne ke baad mummy ka pani jhadd gaya jisse maine jeebh se chaatke. "Rebecca removed her hand immediately and turned to face me."Well, we can't have you breaking the rules, can we?"I could see the mounds of her breasts and nipples poking out the front of her pullover. I needed to see them immediately. More than that, I needed to have those nipples in my mouth.I quickly pulled the pullover up to her armpits and put my hands on her creamy, white breasts, rubbing her nipples with my palms. Rebecca's breathed caught and then quickened. Her face softened into a look. “Come in, would you like some tea? I was just about to make some”“Tea would be lovely, I was at a Ceilidh last night and drank too much Jameson, anything to stop the man bashing my head in from the inside.”She likes Jameson as well? Sold! To the shallow man in the room with a dick for a brain!I found my phone under piles of papers. I had nearly not bothered with a landline, glad I did now. I deliberately found something to do so as not to overhear. Coming back from the kitchen with the tea, a. Now that we've got you cleaned up, we're gonna get you smelling and looking like the pretty girl you are."Allie leads Jill into the bedroom. Jill is excited to see that Allie has her girl clothes all laid out for her. She sees a package of new nylon stockings, charcoal gray bikini panties with a matching bra, a short, pink nightie, and a box that Jill doesn't know what's inside. "When we leave this room, Miss Jillian, you'll be wearing these things. Why don't you get up on the bed, and lay on.