So we had hired him a nurse to look after .Her name was sulekha . We used to call her sulekha bai. She was not very good in behavior ,, she used to fa...ke a good behavior ! but inside she was a mean aunty !Her age must be around 42 .5’5ft ,healthy figure.. medium sized boobs . big ass. black hair . fair skin with a little sunburns on her face & she had a noticeable scar on her forehead probably because of a violent husband . she had a 24yr old son who was good for nothing ! Our house consists of. I was just thinking that I could help you relax again.” “No, that’s okay. I really enjoyed this, though.”His response perplexes me, so I change my tone from flirty to direct. “I feel bad that you didn’t get to cum. What if I just gave you a quick blowjob?”He looks at me and smiles half heartedly. “I’m not sure it would be all that quick right now. This is all pretty intense. For that matter, I really don’t think we have the time to waste.”“But,” I start, “Well…” I want him. “Yeah. . He watched her body thrashing about on the bed while her head rolled from side to side on her pillow as the sexy teenager's pussy fucked up to meet the toy in her hand. Paul could tell she was receiving far more carnal pleasure from that piece of plastic than her grandmother had allowed herself to get from him in all the years of their marriage. He was receiving other pleasures too, not just visual. Christine's loud sounds of joy were a treat to his ears, and the aroma of her pussy was one of. "No dating!" spanked me. "But Dad!" He sent me to my room, crying and beat red.My father was strict when it came to dating, I mean really strict. He'd beat me every night....I wanted to tell the police, but I couldn't. My father fed me, gave me shelter and an Idea popped into my head. I flipped through my address book. "Jason, p-please pick m-me up tomorrow at 10. My father works." I looked at the door."Why are you crying, did something happen?" He asked. "No, nothing." I calmed down. "Good...".