.Anju ne salwar utari phir apni penty utari ar aunty ko de di…Aunty ne wo gandi panty mere muuh mai dhush di..Ar hare dupatte se mera muhh bandh diy...a…Jisse anju ki panty mere muhh m hi rae gae…Phir aunty ne apne kameez ar salwar utar diya …Ar unke bade bade boob bra m chupe pure dikh rae the..Unhone phir per bhi bhi dupatte se bandh di…Ar doggy style mai karke ache tight saree bhi bandh ..Ab mai bilkul bhai hil nahi paa raha tha…Phir unhone anju se belt liya aur mere bum par marme shuru. "Let's get you your money's worth, all right?"Tom just nodded, and Vicky took his hand and led him into a back room.The room featured a four-poster bed in the same purple velvet and a large dresser with a LOT of drawers. Vicky slipped the robe off and hung it on a hook, revealing the corset and stockings she was wearing in the ad. Tom swallowed hard; even if she was kind of solidly built, that outfit said "sexual activity." She turned to him and gave him a long, appraising look."You'll want to. He pulled on a beautiful pair of Tony Lama, Ostrich Skin boots.I looked around for my boots, and found a Justin box on one of the chairs. I opened it up, and there were a pair of beautiful black Kangaroo Skin boots, with a dancing sole and heel. I have a fat foot for a girl, and the Tony Lama last is just torture for me. Pulling on a pair of Justin boots is always like putting on my favorite tennis shoes.The boots had silver Conchos trimming the sides, and in the box, there was a gorgeous. On your knees.” I obeyed, and looked up at my.. Well I guess my mistress now to. She rubbed behind my ear. “ Good puppy.” I felt a strong sense of pride at pleasing this woman, and I would obey anything. “ Woof!!” I barked much like my mom did to her last night. I just noticed in her left hand held a collar. It was black and leather, just a plain old collar. “ Every puppy needs a collar.” Mistress slipped it around my neck, then attaching a leash to it. She sat in my mother's favourite.