Raand. Kutiya. Gulaam. Whore. Bitch. Slave. Words to tell her where to worship. Choot for cunt, gaand for tight dark arsehole, happy to push her tongu...e deep into both. Maggie was broken completely and she wanted it no other way.As for Deepanwita. No, she didn’t love this whore but yes, she enjoyed this whore, her kutiya. In truth, she wasn’t even especially attracted to women and her parents had already arranged for marriage to a man from an excellent family matching the status of her own. She. The trees rush by in slow motion; a hesitated blur as she tumbles head over foot. Her body snaps dry branches off their hosts. They snatch hold of her shirt, leaving new trails of warmth along her skin. As she reaches the bottom of the decline her ribs connect with a small overhang. The air once again being pulled from her core. Her physical pain, for a brief moment, outweighs the emotional. Curled up on her side she sucks in unsteady gasps and her surroundings become fuzzy. Her vision begins. “Well, before she met her girlfriend, she and I had an occasional thing going on. Nothing serious, just a fling. Oh, and let’s just say there was a reason Amy gave you the job on my recommendation.”“You and my boss?” Crystal’s blue eyes opened wide.“I do like pretty black women,” Karen purred, taking her daughter’s hand. “I’m going to ask you one more time Crystal, is this something you’re sure you want?”“Fuck, YES Mom!” Crystal enthused. To prove her point, this time it was she who kissed. Kese mene apne pados ki aunty or unki beti ko kis tarah choda and woh mujse roz chudwane lagi.3 din pehle ki baat hai meri pados ki friend bhavika mujse milne aayi thi kyunki me europe se lauta tha and me kya gift laya tha uske liye woh dekhne ke liye aaye thi and mere ghar pe me akele tha kyunki mom dad sab bahar gaye wee the and woh meri help kar rahi thi mere kapde lagane me cupboard me woh muje har kaam me help karti thi hum dono bachpan se bahot ache dost the jab bhi muje chot lagti dard.