To mein pucha ki ghar mein or kon-kon hai to usne bataya ki akeli rahti hun mere puchne par ki aap akeli rahti hain to vo thoda sad se mood mein boli ...han sanjay mere pati ko canada mein shift hua 2 saal ho gaye hain na vo mere paas is doran aaye hain or naHi mughe le jane ki baat karte hain or mughe unke eak dost se pata chala hai ki unhone vahan kisi or se saadi kar li hai to maine baat aage badakar kahi koi baat nahi to usne kaha abhi mein ghar ja rahi hun baad mein baat karti hun or call. The blue lights were still flashing, but no one was on the road. She slowly removed my belt and unzipped my pants. She dropped my pants and boxers down around my ankles. "Woah!' she exclaimed. My nine inch cock staring her in the face. She grabbed the base of my shaft with her right hand. She caressed the tip, teasing my cock. Suddenly, she dove in head first. She took the entire length of my cock. She started sucking it fiercly. Stroking and sucking. Stroking and sucking. I couldn't keep my. To my right I saw a cargo bag and a back pack. They both had a camouflage pattern, though the cargo bag was a heavy canvas material and the pack was a lighter material – ripstop nylon, it looked like to me – parachute cloth with a liner on the inside. They looked like the ones I remembered seeing the soldiers carrying on TV coverage of the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.Along with the sound of birds and dogs, I realized after a moment, I could hear laughter – little kid's laughing, actually.. ................... Mistress swatted Sub's ass with a leather strap which was the usual command for Sub to lift his naked ass high in the air.......giving Mistress the leverage she needed to insert the non lubricated vibrator. She rammed it hard as she could to get the head of it inside his ass. Sub didn't resist much as he knew her wrath would be greater than the effort spent at getting the vibrator inside him. As Mistress hand pushed in the tip of the vibrator she turned it on which she felt.