Ab usne muje nanga hone ko kaha. Maine uske panty utar di. Main uske bur ko dek kar pagal ho gaya. kya bur thi uski ek dam mulayam nd gulabi. Mera lun...d param sima pe tha. Maine use piche palta aur uske gand dekte hi us pe tut pada. Main uske gore gore gando ko masal reha tha. Aur Daba raha tha. Maine us se uski gand marne kaha to wo boli kabi next time . Maine apne lund ko use chusne ko de diya wo kafi maje se mere lund ko chus rai thi. Main uske gand pe hi hamesa fid rehta tha toh maine uske. " Oh honey, I know that you had plans for the weekend but Mom just needs to come over and talk with me, that's all. Girl talk, you know. Besides, you know how shrinks are, they always have to talk to someone about... well... whatever."I just nodded to her as my answer, but I was thinking, what is Dianne up to? Earlier that morning Dianne had been in the hospital visiting one of her patients and she "dropped by" my office. Eleanor, my secretary, obviously let her in but Dianne didn't have. She played with her nipples, turning and twisting them between her fingers.She slid her bright blue panties down her shapely thighs, revealing her blonde haired muff. She ran her hand back between her legs and pulled her fingers through her thin patch. Mary looked back over her shoulder and checked to see that the door was locked (which it was). She used her fingers to spread apart her pink lips, revealing the hard nub of her clit. I zoomed the camera in on her clit as she rubbed it, first. Elyse basically accused me of becoming soulless and not enjoying life.”“Because you’re so focused on Jessica and because you regressed to your completely submissive self?”“You don’t mince words, do you Jen?”“No. It really is that simple. You turned submissive again. And you need to stop.”“Then I’ll lose her,” I sighed.“If you continue on this path, you’ll lose everyone else. You can’t go back, Steve. Not to that.”“What do you propose I do?”“Find a different way. Being submissive is a recipe for.