Main is smay ka kuchh fayada uthakar bhabhi ko dekhkar aankhein garam kar leta, wo mast lagti thi mujhe normally saree pehnti thi, ek dum kasa hua bad...an, gori baahein, chikni peeth, gadraya hua pet, sexy bum, pairon mein payal thi jo chhan-chhan karke bajti thi main to madhosh ho jata thi bhabhi mujhe naashta karati aur ghar ke baki kaam mein lagi rehti.Main unhein apne saath hi naashta karne ko kehta, pehle to wo inkaar kar rahi thi phir kuchh dinon baad roz ka wahi routine tha to hum ek dusre. I’m Jennifer?.I’m Jennifer. Shit, that bastard Tim is coming again. I have to be strong?I have rights?I’m a human being?I’m Jennifer! I am not going to be a worthless slave!We see a nude Jennifer, with a collar and a tag tied to one of her tits with her number, (65487.) Her disposition is very cheery, Hi, and welcome to Slaves-R-Us, your one stop slave shop!. My name is?..well, like I don’t have a name..(giggle)?none of us cunts do?I used to have a name?I think! But then, Tim the trainer says. There were some things to talk about, and we badly needed some food in us, plus a chance for my cock and the other dicks to recover as well. Then again, the various holes that had been used need a break as well. We all sat down, with the camcorder now focused again on the dining room table, as Mom and Crystal made a great brunch for us of pancakes with butter and syrup. Even while cooking, they were still able to hear and speak with us, of course, given the lack of any partition between the. Apparently not knowing what to say, he said nothing while I went at it. He just looked at me while I plunged three fingers deep into my wet pussy. I was fingering myself furiously. After a while, I felt the familiar tension building. I screamed out to him, telling him, “you ass, this is what you have been missing out on all these years…mmm…I’m a freak…a fucking whore…watch this.” What followed was the biggest, most intense squirting orgasm I’ve had in years. My juices flew into the air in two.