Mene haa bol diya pr exam k chkkr m jaa nhi paya..Khair shadi k 2 sal bad m gaon gya waha bhabhi mili mausi mili mausi n mujhe danta k tu nhi aaya m s...orry bola..Mene kha phle bhabhi ko dekh to lu kesi h wo..M gya wo ghunghat m bethi thi..Mene dekha to wo has gyi..Kya mast figure tha unka..Age 26 figure 32 30 36 kya mast maal thi..Unhone mujhe gale lgaya boli aao dewar ji ab mil lo hmse ..Mene b kske dawa diya unko..Wo has pdi..Fir hm log bate krne lge wo chai bnakr layi hmne chai pee..Aur dher. I sat and explain the new rule that was to be followed from now on. 1. Both of you are my slaves and will service me any way I wish orally. 2. Your butts, pussy, and tits are mine to do with as I see fit. 3. You will be naked at all times in my house for my amusement. 4. Pam with do the cooking and laundry daily while her mother Norma will do the house cleaning. 5. You will be discipline nightly for the first 2 weeks to enforce your sub servitude and. Her belly was a little saggy and she had some stretch too,but after 5 babies,no wonder.Not that I cared at that moment.She reached over and turned the light off,leaving us in almost total darkness.She climbed on top and my cock slid in her very wet pussy.I almost forgot about Rachel as I sucked and licked her nipples.Then I heard the hall door open and close.I heard footsteps come up the stairs.The door opened,and I could just see a dark shadow.But fuck it made me all the more horny.I started. She gasped. I repeated the blow, same place - crack! She drew in a breath, and then, finally, cried out at the third crack across the tight denim. I made sure the three tails of the leather tawse covered both cheeks, which by now were juddering as her legs started to move. She seemed to grow quieter as the fourth blow landed, her eyes shut tight. Was that a slight moan? Was she beginning to find pleasure? Crack! Crack! Crack! She was kicking her legs now, crying out with every stroke. I stopped.