He took her, using her as he wished for his enjoyment. He played with her titties as he stroked his dick in and out of her. When he finally began groa...ning and filled her with his sperm, he stayed in her for a while, catching his breath. His dick felt so good in her pussy, with his warm sperm in her. She continued rocking, trying to get enough pressure to cum. As soon as he pulled out of her, another hard dick entered her. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Suddenly, she remembered that. It would be worn just above her pussy and butt line would sometimes visible. She used to wear the nine yard long Navvari saree in the typical Maharashtrian style were it is hitched between the legs.And tucked at the back which is the conservative way in which the rural Maharashtrian women used to wear the saree. Sushila was married but her husband died 5yrs back and her children were married and gone. She lived in servant’s quarters attached to my dad’s office on ground floor of building.I. It was just like him to turn her own words back on her. But then again, he had every right to…her Mister Stability. She smiled as she remembered the other words that she had spoken that day to her daughter-inn-law…’It Is both sad and wonderful that the only ‘perfect’ man I have ever met is the one I raised.’ It was their turn then to begin that endless walk. Each step seemed frozen in time, a slow motion replay of the big play at the Super Bowl. She looked around the small Vegas wedding chapel. Lilly had seen this bench used in the videos. She knew what was coming and shuddered at the thought. Luckily for her, the anticipation wasn’t allowed to build for long. The first stinging impact of the flogger on her thigh brought a startled cry from her. There was quickly a second on the other thigh, causing her to cry out again.While standing behind her admiring his initial impacts, Dalton said, “You will count them from now on.”She muttered, “Yes, master,” between sobs.He smacked her ass.