Nenu adhi abbayla nayjam ani chala bagunte chustham ani cheppa ela start ayna thana doubts inka agaledhu. Abbaylaki ammaylalo aee part ante baga estam... ani adingindhi dhaniki nenu ne sallu ani anesanu control thapi.Thanu silent ga undippoyindhi nenu silent ga undipoya tv lo january masam song vasthundhi naku body antha chamata patesthundi thanemo gutakalu minguthu dress sarichskntundhi. Apudu thanu sudden ga eka padukuntanu ani chepindhi nenu k ani chepi tv off chesi hall lo sofa lo paduna apud. “hulllo Marg” I said timidly.“why are you here?” she spit “I invited him Ma”“after what he did to you, and me you want to see him?”“fuck yes. I want to have more time with him, and you together”‘the baby is mine, is it not Marg?” I sat on the chair across form her “right Marg?”“yes” she said regretfully. “but you won’t be fucking this one” she looked at Ally and then at me like we were the lowest form of life. “its a boy”“can I fuck him, I wanna fuck him. As a big sister I want to be the. . been a while, I admit it. Mr. Wilson had the right, but he seldom exercised it. And I was... saving myself..." For the Boss, eh?" Boris grunted a laugh. "Loyalty is a good thing, but there are too many women in the dacha -- the Boss does not have time to service them all. And you -- you are perhaps not the favorite?" No." The accusation stung; the admission stung worse. However things may have started -- whatever dreams existed in her head -- to Mr. Wilson, she was JUST a maid now. The fact. He did the same thing to her left breast. Frank stood back to watch her for a moment, always awed by his wife’s eagerness to be mutilated for the fun of it.“You want whipped?” he asked, noticing that she hadn’t come when he shoved those stilettos up through her breasts. Still trembling, Tanya looked up at him and grinned. “I want more knives in me,” she gasped, her voice unsteady and shaking.Frank shook his head, knowing that she really did want more torture. He got the wheeled table-saw that.