I’m back with my next experience with my sexy bitch Uzma after we were shifted from that place she had shifted to nearby city but we were in contact... on phone and I use to phone fuck her daily she used to enjoy it. This has been continued for months when I got free from my college days.I got holidays then I decided to real fuck her and told her and by this she got so existed and anxiety and she felt so happy for that and had one more session of phone fuck for that day and she intimated me that. ”“Marshal, you got yourself a herd of cattle and a hay baling press. I’ll have the machine here in less than two weeks and I’ll be here when it arrives to help set it up right in the middle of your hay fields. From the looks of your alfalfa, you’ll be cutting and windrowing hay to dry by then.”“You’re a good man to deal with Mr. Dirksen. You’ll be glad you let part of your herd go too. The markets are about to bust. If you think they’re bad now, just wait.”“Thank you, Marshal. Do you think I. His part in the mission was to be placed back into his own city at this future date. He was instructed that his only requirement would be to observe the population and to get his own impressions as to the type of society that existed. It was imperative that he should keep from being observed during this operation, and, for this reason, he would be fitted with a cloaking device that would make him invisible. In this manner he would be able to move about freely without fear of being seen. He was. There lay my little red heart-shaped rug, and on the desk next to it awaited her collar and restraints. She knelt on the rug and closed her eyes in meditation while I patiently waited in a chair at the table by the door for her to find her sub-space.Several minutes passed before she slowly opened her lust-filled eyes. Speaking the words I longed to hear, she simply said, "Sir, yes Sir," softly offering me the gift of her submission. I arose from my chair and steadily approached her. Retrieving.