My Days in Vikram’s House – Part 2
I was a bold lady who never bent, but Vikram’s voice broke me. He forced me to my knees, the shame I had, but the forbidden thrill was heavier than it.
I was a bold lady who never bent, but Vikram’s voice broke me. He forced me to my knees, the shame I had, but the forbidden thrill was heavier than it.
She’s my friend’s wife. Yeah. I know. But that look in her eyes, that night. She didn’t pull away, and she was what I had wanted for a very long time.
It is so hot to watch my Mom in a bra. I used to tear them before fucking her hard. She was left with no bras. So I took her shopping at my friend’s shop.