So I went to the bedroom and locked the and I started cry slowly. She knocked the door to open. I openShe: Why are you cryingI: no I’m notShe: I kno...w doesn’t tell lie. Y are u cryingI: nothingShe: if u don’t tell me I’ll not talk with you.I: ok I will tell you but you should not tell to any one.She: okI: promiseShe: promiseI: it is embarrassing to sayShe : Don’t feel embarrassed I’m like your friend please tell me.I: I’m feeling pain in my dick.She: oh is this the problem. Then you consult the. Salman mera wait hi kar raha tha, shayad usne mujhe neeche hi dekh liya tha. Main jhat se andar aa gayi, aur Salman ne darwaja band kar diya. Waha se usne mujhe bedroom mein le gaya ander. Main thodi dari hui bhi thi aur thodi sharma bhi rahi thi.Maine kuch nahi bola. Chup chap ander chali gayi. Hum dono bed pe baith gaye. Woh meri puri body ghurne laga, mere boobs woh bhi red bra ke ander, thighs, lips. Main bhi bohut excited ho gayi thi.Kyun ki Rohit ke ghar par bhi sex pura kiye bina nikal. ” I moaned at the pain.“Fuck him harder!” She whipped harder until I was slamming myself onto Master’s cock so hard and fast I could feel him pushing past my cervix.Mistress moved behind me and stroked my burning cheeks with her hands as I slammed my pussy up and down on Master’s dick. Soon she was grabbing my hips, lifting me and slamming me down with so much force that I cried out.With every slam into me, Master’s cock pounded my cervix painfully and I would whimper and yelp. I felt so. Looking through my wifes drawers I found a pair of blue jean short shorts and a cute pink tank top. I put on my favorite french cut black panties along with the shorts and top. I looked like a real sissy fag. I added a small amount of eye make up and lipstick and I was out the door. It felt so good driving so I decided to go to Florence Mall. When I got there I wanted to show off a little so I parked a good ways from the entrance. I practiced swaying my hips. God I felt like such a slut. So I.