There was a windchime on the window. It was continuously ringing due to gutsy wind outside. She then got up and went to the window to close it as the ...heavy breeze was coming in through the window when she was walking towards the window.I noticed her rhythmatic gait moving her bums in a very inviting and challenging way for my Johny, I thought of then and there pouncing on her from behind Johny was getting control over my sober nature and she had a beautiful silky black hair of medium length it. He slid two long fingers deep inside her as he kissed her deeply.“I want to try something if you’re up for it,” he whispered while his fingers moved gently in and out of her.“What?” she panted.“I wanna roleplay that I’m him,” Ray nodded to the now-closed door, “and you’re one of his victims.” His fingers moved faster and the heal of his hand pressed onto her clit. “Please Laurie?”“Yes.”He slowly removed his fingers and stood back to appraise her. “This is what you want?”“Yes.”“You want me to. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot’s sexual slave. Clara closed her eyes, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, intrepid traveller in time and space, was now nothing more than a tiny little fuckdoll, a slave to this powerful metal robot and its raping whims. She prayed that any moment now, the Doctor would burst through the door and save both of the girls from any further harm. All of Clara’s. Mom served me dinner and ogled her like a hungry dog. Mom kept teasing me with her open pallu which showed her ample breasts. Sometimes I brushed mom’s bum. After the dinner was over I told mom to dress up in a nice chiffon saree, for our first night together. Mom laughed at me and said , ‘jasti aythu nindu,’ meaning this is too much. Then mom took a break and went into her room. Telling me, ‘give me sometime’.I kept waiting for my beautiful angel mom, watching some hindi soap where you find.