No don't guess let me tell you. I am going to tell him that you are making porno movies, and that we can get a big gold star if we call the SBI and I ...testify against you. There you are blackmailing these poor women into doing them. And finally I'm going to introduce him to my equal rights attorney. Since nobody ever tested the morals clause on a strictly morals grounds they are looking for a case like mine. Since I was hired under a mandate of the equal rights commission. Then to there is my. The sound of his body slamming against my ass was resounding in the room.After fucking me in that position for about 20 minutes, he finally came with a huge grunt and dug his cock as deep as he could in my ass.In a few minutes, his cock had gone flaccid and he removed his cock. My ass was still gaped from the brutal treatment I just received and one could see my insides, my hole was gaped so much.Then my master turned me over removed his underwear from my mouth and kissed me on my lips. Then he. Our clothes needed washing and there was a stream handy. The connection was obvious, and we stopped for a little necessary housekeeping. I had an uncomfortable feeling about what was going on, but I could not put my finger on it. We were late enough in the summer for the Indian war to have started, so maybe that was what was bothering me. I couldn't get over it, but I kept having this feeling of impending doom.Whatever it was, the women decided that it did not keep them from washing clothes. I. She has a cute voice. She gets super drunk within 2 shots of Vodka. She has no capacity. Well, you will get what I’m talking about during the story. So coming to the story. Last year I went to Canada to meet her. She lives in Toronto. As her mom is super rich she has her own house there (in the sense that it’s a rental house and she only lives there). So I was going to stay there. I reached there by noon. She picked me up from the airport.We went to a restaurant, had food. We went for some.