What the hell now it was more bad condition for me as prasad uncle was of my height only and his tool was poking just at the center of my round and ti...ht ass. He was tight like sharma ji too.I was breathless and very ashamed. Prasad uncle I must say him bastard was just trying to feel full of my ass with his big tool.I was feeling very uneasy and I was feeling very uncomfortable over there how can a decent lady could tolerate this kind of behavior I will tell everything to my husband I told to. She: I guess no formalities.Me: For me hook up with you is enough.She: I will be asking you there by my name Neha. As it would be fake name cause I can’t disclose my real one.Me: No issue. Privacy is important.She: Yep. Are you gonna lick down there?Me: Yes.She: If yes then I have some lubes.Me: Ok.She: Remember one thing, just here for one night stand.Me: Yes.She: No emotional attachment.Me: Even I don’t want that. No pics and all.She: Great. I guess we should get to the hotel rather than my. .” She began to tremble more violently. She wiped the tear away and began to tremble even more. A woman definitely under stress. Not altogether surprising in view of her background. I wondered idly how Bianca managed to pick up such prizes.“Have you been fucked today, Lavinia?” It was a question I always like to ask a slave-girl.“Yes, Master.”“By whom?“M-My Overseer, Master.”“Is he white or black, Lavinia?” I knew Bianca had whites, half-castes and blacks in the slave quarters.“B-Black,. Halaki wo college ki itni chalu maal thi but mai uspe nazar nhi dalta tha pr jaise hi us din maine use dekha to mera land bekabu ho gaya. Humne bas ek dusre ko hi hello kiya haal chal pucha aur apne apne raste chal diye. Raat me jb sone k liye gaya to saam wala najara meri aankho k samne ghumne laga rashmi ki badi chuchiya aur gaand mujhe bechain krne lage. Aur mujhse raha nhi gaya aur maine rashmi k naam ki muth mari aur so gaya. Subha office k liye nikla to jaise hi bus stop cross kr raha tha.