Uske dimples khaa jaane ka maan kar raha tha..usse tadpaane ka bada shaunkh tha. Apne haaton se uska garam chehra sehalaane lagi. Sunjay ke maathe pe ...paseene aaye hue the…ab woh nazrein mila kar dheere dheer tadpaate hue ander bahar kar raha tha…beech beech mein kabhi kabhi raftaar badha bhi deta tha.“bataao na bhabhi , kaisa lag raha hain?”“Aahuh…Sunjay bohoth maza aa raha hain” yeh sunte hi usne mujhe aur uppar uthaaya taki woh meri gaand ki maalish kar sake chodte hue. Aisa karna se main. Rose quickly sat on either side of me neither being shy pulled me into kisses and alternated stroking my already hard cock as I kissed each of them back and forth my hands were caressing their sides and cupping a boob in each hand as I enjoyed this welcome caressing and after a short time Miss pansy dropped to her knees in front of me her hands taking possession of my cock and lightly stroked it up and down as she moved her second hand to caress my balls then she slowly took my cock into her. He placed the car keys on the table in the kitchen and went in the house. He watched TV and went to bed at 11:30.The next morning (s)he overslept. Not having set the alarm made her wakeup an hour late. She rushed out of bed and got dressed. After that she took a quick breakfast and tried to grab the car keys from the table, but it wasn't there.She was absolutely positive she put the keys on the kitchen table, so where could it have gone? She searched the house to find the key hanging on little. He just called me cunt, which I secretly loved. I had seen him watching me and I knew he wanted me, I knew men and the angrier I made him the more he wanted me. Every time I sported a new injury he would shake his head and sneer at me calling me a stupid cunt. I was happier than I had ever been, but still afraid all the time of being rejected and replaced, so I continued to do all I could to make sure Johnny needed me and that he knew he no one else on earth would let him abuse them and love.