Subah mai sab kaam.niptane ke baad pati ne kaha chalo computer on kerte hai or ush ko on kiya or net chalaya kai ladko se baat ki cheting se fir ek aa...dmi mila uski aage 45 ki hogi ushka naam imran tha pati ne ushse wife sweping ki baat kahi ushne kaha theek hai mai chodunga teri biwi ko meri chudai ki baate mere samne horahi thi or meri choot mai sansanahat ho rahi thai ushne kaha mai delhi mai akela rehta hun or mere flate pe aajao fir ush ka address liya pati ne usse kaha apna lund to dikhao. “What?”“Oh, sorry I forgot, I wish that you’d stop calling me that, my name’s Dani, or Daniella Master.”“That’s better, spread those knees naked girl.”I did, and again felt his knees inside mine pushing mine further apart. I again felt the air on my open vulva and vagina.“Why do you that to me Master?”“What?”“Force me my legs wide open Master.”“Because I can, and you enjoy it.”“No I don’t, we’re in public and anyone could see my, my pussy. ……… Master.”“That is what you want isn’t it naked. As a slave, I was told almost nothing of the important issues in the Empire, and even the small bits of news I did overhear in my duties didn’t concern me. In Rome, knowledge could be a very dangerous thing, especially for a slave with my particular gifts. So, one might wonder, what kind of gift could a mere slave possess that could possibly matter to anyone? The answer of course is sex. You see, I am a sex slave, a man bound and sold for the pleasure of the rich and powerful citizens of Rome.. She cupped them, her fingers digging intothe firm flesh, her nipples burning through the gown and against herpalms. Jay was making strangling sounds, gripping his mother'sthighs hard, his eyes staring at her cunt riding on his prick.The wet heat seemed to sear his cock, but it was so good he didn'twant it to ever stop. There was a froth of juices forming on thebase of his prick, smearing his hairless balls. Shellie's cuntdripped and seeped sugary juices around his cock as she slammed itup.