Today had the words ‘lunch Judy 11.30’, a lifelong friend. They had grown up together, neighbours, gone to school together, dated and where really... more like s****rs than friends. They married within a few months of each other, had baby boys only a couple of days apart. Their lives had mapped out so closely throughout, they had the same problems, similar c***dren and husbands. Jean was looking forward to her date. Tea d***k, she set about getting her eldest c***d out of bed. Instead of yelling. Not only that, she would dress up in different attire to arise feelings within my chest. Sometimes she was a naughty schoolgirl, other times she was an innocent down to earth cowgirl, but my favorite was when she dressed up like my own personal maid. I could whip her petite little ass as she bent over the table to pick up a mess I had made. My daughter was my dream. With that in mind, I knew she deserved something special. I had asked my daughter if she had any toys and she denied, while. Whr r u from?Rena. I am from DelhiMe. I am also from DelhiReena. Han mujhe pata he ki aap Delhi ki hoMe. Aap ko kayse pata?Reena. May aap ki bht sari stori padhi hunMe. Wo ho, kya karti ho aap?Reena- may housewife hunMe- Delhi may kidhar rehti ho aap?Us k bad Reena ne jo address boli may sun k dar geya. Dosto mere pairo ki niche jamin nehi tha. May jo building may rehta hun usne wohi bulding ki address boli. Liken may usko kuch nhi bola. May ye sochne laga ki kon ho sakti he. Fir kuch din. He was a merciless bastard and just wanted to fuck. After some time of fucking, he just stopped and said, “I am hungry – please order food.” I was a bit surprised as he had just stopped abruptly. Also, my ass was sore with his fucking. But I got up, gathered my dress, and ordered some Italian food for him.The entire time when we ate, he kept fondling my tits and pussy. He seemed like a real sex maniac. I wasn’t allowed to wear any clothes at all. I wondered why the fuck did I get any clothes at.