"Yes, slave, kiss, me and kiss me well, you wanton cum begging slave," I answered. You took my hands and placed them softly on your tits and raised th...se firm, wonderful tits, toward me with just by increasing the fullness of your lungs. Your hands went to my face and held it tightly on both sides. You tilted your head and your tender lips brushed mine. You moved those lips wonderfully across my lips softly until I was sure you were just teasing the hell out of me. Your left hand brushed my. Her appearance changed back instantly, into the latently nervous person she was a minute ago. I didn't like the silence. My first thought was Eric. Then I didn’t want to believe that. But then I realized that whoever it is, I know the person. That is what her silence meant, that I knew the person. And then my panic reached a new level. I felt sweat beads breaking on my forehead. “Who is he?” I said again with less patience this time. “It is Max,” she finally answered. Max who? I thought to my. .ab tum seedhee late jao” “lo seedhee late gayee….jaldi karo” “apni saari ka pallu hataao” “nahin…tum ne kaha tha tum kamar choomo ge” “mummy ko lagaaoon avaaz aur bataaoon ki tumne chori ki hai” “nahin …nahin..hataati hoon pallu” phir usne apna pallu hataa diya maine uska poora pet chaatna shuru kar diya. Mujhe larkeeyon ke underarms (kachh) badi acchi lagti hain. Maine uske pet par haath fera aur bola “chalo ab apni bahein(arms) oopar karo” “kyon” “mujhe tumhari kachh choomni hain” “kya…tum. As I get up and walk into the attached room which is my bathroom. Always thought it was a good thing when my parents built this house that most of the bedrooms have there own bathroom. Ah now that that’s done. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient touch to the house as it allows us to get downstairs to the kitchen without having to go to the main parts. So if my.