“Ahhhhh” “Ahhh” We both moaned as these words made him release his fluids as my muscles squeezed him finally inside me. I fell forward while s...till squeezing his load by slow up down movements. We hugged each other as our mixed fluids dripped out of my hole.The door shut behind me as he came back from office. I was standing in the balcony looking at the clear blue sky after heavy rain. My blue saree was sticking to my wet body and my back was visible through it. I turned by dripping head around. Schon fast mechanisch schaut sie, wer in die Bar gekommen ist.Ein Mann um die 50, etwa einen Kopf größer als Verena. Er zieht seine Winterjacke aus und hängt sie an den Hacken am Eingang.Er ist muskulös, hat eine Glatze und seine Schlangentattoos am Hals sind nicht zu übersehen.Nicht jemand, mit dem man gerne Ärger haben möchte.Er setzt sich gegenüber von Verena und blickt sie prüfend an, dann bestellt er ein Bier.„Alles klar?“, fragt Laura, die plötzlich hinter ihr steht.„Musst du mich so. I pawed at her thighs, her silky-sheer nylons felt magnificent to touch. Mom guided my hand deeper into her crotch, under her panties. I tore the hole in her pantyhose open just a little more so I could get my fingers inside. I explored her sopping folds until I found her hard little clitty. Mom steered my finger onto the hooded little nub and I stroked it. She let go of me and I continued to stroke her as my cock slid in and out of her tight slick cunt."There, yessssss, that's it!" she. She's here." I'm perfectly aware that she's here, you little shit. Do you think I didn't see her when I told you private rules applied? Do you think I was just wasting my breath? Now stop that nonsense and start behaving properly, and remind me to punish you for this tonight."George looked scared and regretful. It was obvious that although he feared being punished, he was just as sad about having disappointed his brother and master, the centre of his world, and he tried to correct his mistake.