Itna kahti hui woh apni janghe mere sar ke ird gird rakh apni chut theek mere muh par rakhi. Apna babydool ka nichla hissa ek hathse uthakar dusre hat...hse mere balo ko pakad kar kheechi.Fir mera muh apni chut par laga di. Uski chut gili thi aur main use chatne choosne laga. Ab Shradha mera lund chus rahi thi aur Payal mere muh par baith apni chut chauswa rahi thi. Har bar main uski chut ke daane ko zor se honto pe daba jata. Payal hath se mere balo par aur zor se kasti jaati.Kareeb 3 se 4 minute. Then she laughed. "The men will have to eat their OWN cooking for a while. It'll make them appreciate us a little more. That'll larn 'em, darn 'em'!" This brought more laughter.It was nearly 5:00, and Sharon and Mary would be here any minute. Supper would be ready, so everybody except the ladies were chased out. As if on cue, the back door slid open and Sharon and Mary stepped in. They both rushed over to Mike to express there gladness that he wouldn't be going away. Sharon sat down on. With it I wear my ever present corset, 5 inch heels, heavy duty nylons and a lace cap. Then I start my duties for the day by returning to Master’s bedroom. There I clean the bathroom, make the bed and put all the dirty linen and clothing in the laundry hamper. I then return the breakfast tray to the kitchen. At that point I wash the breakfast dishes, put away the dishes from last night and clean up the kitchen. I also, if necessary, prepare for supper. Put out frozen meat, prepare dishes that. Just as he began to push into me, it slipped in a wet, warm, electrifying inch. I gave a slight jolt of surprise, moving my hips forward, and felt him push into me another inch, ecstatic at the sensation. I felt him stiffen, and before I knew it he gave one smooth, hard thrust and pushed himself all the way into me, making me cry out in relief. I gave myself over the pleasure entirely, almost in a haze, his deep, steady thrusts pounded through me, filling every inch of me, the wet, smooth.