She loved the feeling of being completely at the mercy of her mistress and began to get even hornier. She wished she was in this position for a fuckin... but realising she was not reminded her of what was to come and filled her with terror. The mistress left her there for a while to appreciate her situation. She walked over to a cupboard in the corner of the dungeon where she kept her whips; the slave tried to turn her head to see where she was going but couldn’t. The mistress picked out a black. Kate showed me to Mom's and Dads old room it was very much as I remembered it Kate slept in the side room she explained living on her own there was no need for a double. it was warm in the room exhausted by the long walk and bad weather I soon fell asleep.It was then the nightmares returned the crack of small arms fire, the thud of mortars, the loud explosions and shouts of ‘in coming’ finally the cries of the wounded I felt myself shake which seemed to go forever, from a distance I heard my. She was already with her innovative way of sorry.She had changed into a black sari (as I told her I loved to see my gf in saree). She had worn in a way giving a prefect view of her navel, ass and boobs. On her consistent pleading I forgive her. She was going to get her books from shelf. Naughtily I caught her from behind she was taken aback. I started kissing her earlobes and neck. She got turned on and was enjoying the mood. My hands were running all over her navel and ass. We kissed for 10. When I walked into the room I saw her sitting there naked reading Super Hot Sex, a book I had picked up to improve my stroke. I took the book away from her and kissed her deeply, which she returned in equal force. As I was kissing her and exploring her curves, her hands were doing the same to my body. I started heading south with my kisses, caressing her tits while I sucked her nipples for a short time. Then I began heading south, kissing her chest, and down her stomach, and then I started.