.. I'm full." I begged. "Not yet." He said then lifted me upright. He guided me up the last stairs. "Come on. We should go get on the bed...." He smiled and when I opened my mouth to answer he shoved the dildo he brought inside and stretched my throat with it. "Forgot to tell you I got you a new toy." He smiled as I started thrusting my head on it as if it were a real cock. "It's bigger than me but you should love it." He smiled as I nodded yes. He pushed me over the bed and I. I'd like to begin by saying that, while I haven't been a good girl ALL year long, my husband assures me that Santa likes naughty girls too. In fact, several times during the year, he has specifically mentioned that you would be very pleased with just how naughty I've gotten. He's grown quite fond of such phrases as "hump it like a reindeer" and "bounce up and down on Santa's candy cane, little girl". I worry that you would consider this taking your name in vain.The first thing I'd like to ask. Of concubines.my mom also know well about his nature.As we entered his house,his son told that he is in the back yard.and we went there,I saw a sight of 6.5 feet tall dark bull sitting with a tiny waist cloth getting ready for a oil bath,with a middle aged lady massaging his body with oil,as we got close I was shocked because the massaging lady was my class mate Ramu’s mother.she was around my mothers age not as beautiful as mom but as fair as my mom.she was standing there without saree and. Yet another advancement in her condition was had that day, and it was caused by a young mother pushing her infant child in a stroller. It is a common and innocent scene, yet Benita’s eyes were drawn to the woman’s breasts. The woman in question was quite attractive and slender, especially for a woman who apparently had just given birth. Her hair was a light, honey-blonde colour and had a slight wave to it, bouncing to a natural rhythm as she walked. One might have simply dismissed the shapely.