She seemed to think something over, but she did not saywhat.Fatima had met my wife before during the two or three times she stoppedby the office. The...re was one exchange between them that stuck with me. Fatima had told Ashea that I was prissy about some things. My wife justlaughed off the comment before she joked, "Trust me, it's not easy beingmarried to a princess."My stomach when she said it. Fatima seemed to interpret Ashea's jokingremark as evidence to support her widely shared theory. . You run your fingers through my hair and force me to suck you deeper. You tell me to get onto my hands and knees as you produce some rope. I moan as you bind my wrists behind my back. Placing pillows under my chest, you force my ass up into the air. You have all of our toys down stairs and you start with the white anal plug. I can’t see so you tell me you are lubing it up for my dirty ass. I then feel the cool lube on my ass as you pull my thong to the side. Once you have the plug fully buried. I was bursting with the excitement if being able to see my mother’s chooth hole. Once again I tried to wake her. She did not respond. Encouraged by that lack of response from the bitch, with both my hands I pulled her saree over her waist. What a heavenly sight it was! Her chooth was covered by a dense growth of black pubic hair. I pushed her thighs apart and knelt down in front of the bitch. Widening her cunt lips with my left hand I slowly inserted my right four fingers into her crack. I saw. "Да-да, мисс Андерсон", перебил её скрипучий голос клерка, "— автомобильная авария. — я просмотрел вашу биографию". Маленькие круглые очки клерка сползли на его широкий расплывшийся нос, и глубоко посаженные поросячьи глазки неприятно сверлили Хелен где-то в области груди."Я надеюсь вы внимательно выслушали и запомнили..", скрипучий беспристрастный голос сделал ударение на "запомнили", ".. все положенные инструктажи". Клерк ловко подхватил со стола тонкую папку, открыл её, и достал заполненный.