"Do you want me to fuck you, slut?"Jason was at my ear, breathing heavily. His voice became silky. "Slut,you look lovely in those ballets, but maybe t...e six inch heels will helpyou walk better. Once you've pleased us, I think I can make that happen.If you're good."I was staring at my wife's pussy as He said this. It was dripping inpleasure, and gazing at it, I saw that the lips were somewhat inflamed.And shaved, for the first time, I thought, blankly. I nodded my head forMaster Jason and leaned. I went back and hid in the back of a tall cupboard. Mom looked smoking hot in her saree with black kajal around her eyes.Sanju, my sister, was in her low neck half sportswear and tight grey track pants. Both were sobbing, and 4 men were asking them to remove their clothes. My mom went on her knees to leave them. During the talk, the other’s names were to be noted.They were Balu and Pandi. All were literally uncles. Ravi and Balu were only in lungis, so they unknotted their clothes and became. God, those were sweet times. Only the two of us knew how bad things had gotten at home, behind closed doors. Day after day the coldness between us dragged on. Not being tied up, no forced, humiliating fellatio, the handcuffs gathering more and more dust, it was all beginning to wear me down. I wanted to cry for the beauty that had been lost between us.I thought about the good times. The happy times. He wouldn't even call me his "slut bitch" anymore. Now it was a perky little "hi babe" or. She installed herself here in a residence hall just over a month ago as she tested the waters of academe.One of the first things Katherine discovered was that virtually all of the students were testing their newfound freedom, just as she was, but in many differing ways. Especially when it came to their sexual experiences. It was pretty clear that most of the students were having a great deal of fun exploring this part of their lives.The walls of the dorm were simply not as soundproofed as they.