Everything was ready for his return home, the cake (both of them) was ready, the light lit room for dinner (if there would be any) was set, and the ho...se was clean (not for long). I could hear him pull into the driveway, close his car door and walk up the steps. Right on cue I lounged across the sofa with one arm resting on the arm of the sofa holding a glass of champagne, and the other gently laid down my body. My heart was thudding in my chest and I could feel my nipples harden a bit while I. Mom: bye. My mom got herself ready. She wored a black semi transparent saree and lots of make up.About an 30mins he came. When mom opened the door she was expecting only two but they were four including that taxi driver sanjay. Mom was horrified and she took sanjay to a side and said” maine toh tumhe sirf ek kaha tha aur tum 3 le aaye. Jao mai tumse baat nahi karti”. He said “ arre ek ho ya 3 kya pharak padta hai aur waise bhi ek saath 3 lund logi toh khush ho jaogi”. After several efforts mom. And she promptly delivered four very hard strokes to the slaves bum, and then with out warning one hard stroke up the length of her bum crack and on to her moistened pussy. This made the slave gasp with both shock and pain. Making the women even more angry, and she promptly delivered two fast hrd strokes to the back of the slaves thighs and one to her actually bum hole. This was nearly to much for the slave as her nipples hardened and her juices flowed down her legs. The women saw this and made. Summers just kept looking back and forth from Whiskey to Calix."Uh, can I get you something to drink?" Mrs. Summers finally thought to ask."Thank you," Calix smiled, relieved to have a brief respite."What are you doing here?" Whiskey hissed again as her mother went into the kitchen."I told you I'd take care of things," Calix replied quietly. "I'm taking care of things." My Daddy, is he... ?" Whiskey's voice dropped off and a sickly look flashed over her face."Your Dad is fine," Calix re-assured.
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