She would always wear knee length skirt and tight blouses or tops, which would make her tight and erect boobs, jut out and they would always look poin...ted. My eyes used to never leave her knockers and I used to ogle them a lot but I would never make her conscious that I am staring at her boobs and neither my sister knew about it. She used to frequently visit us and she and my sister would frequently go out together. This incident happened when my sister had to go outstation for a week to give. .Or chila rahi thi chod chod or jor jor se chod apni mausi ko fad de mere chut aaj….Or me bhi unhone chodne laga or unki chut se hum dono ka pani mix ho kar bah raha tha….Mene ek bad unki chut me hi jhad chukka tha but speed kam nhai ki…….Phir position badle or unhoe doggy stlye bana kar chod raha…Phur kamre me awaje gunj rahi…Thi…Or phir kuch der mausi thak gayi or unhone aram karne ke liye bola…Hum wase…Nange so gaye…Thodi der bad phir se mausi ne mera lund….Chusna kar khada kiya or mere. I didnt care. I was enjoying it. I then picked up my shorter handled knife, once more and ran that across her skin. I could see her shiver with each touch of the cold metal. Growing tired of this, I pushed harder into her skin as I dragged the blade along the surface, drawing a thin line of blood. I smirked as she screamed out in pain. Little bitch would be subjected to a lot more than that. I sincerely hoped for her sake that her pain tolerance had risen by then. Actually, that was a lie. I. I really didn't need to get to the keypad. I would only need it in an emergency and I was certain I would be able to replace the power supply while keeping the current on line so there would be no need to re-set the system."If you need me for anything there is a pay phone on the corner. I need to get back to the office." She said before walking away.Oh well. No Heff, no playmates, I can't even go inside to use the phone if I had to. Boy, was I feeling like a second class citizen.Lois went back.