I have a very docile man working me named Raghu, he is so nervous have seen him hardly speak, he sits next to my chamber, hence he always knows what h...ppens inside, my girls coming and going, the shouts, the parties he has seen everything, good part is he seems not to give much attentions, or he might be terribly frightened, I hardly recognized him, than for one day, he came in and gave me a proposal, a proposal I could never refuse.He Came into my chamber and stood in a corner, I was busy. This is when I was in Bombay for a while staying at my friendsapartment. It was a beautiful apartment and lucky for my friend the office was paying the rent. My friend used to leave home at about 8 in the morning to get to work he had to travel for about an hour to get to work. Just like any other day my friend left for work, I was busy having mycoffee when I realized the newspaper was not to be seen, I walked up to the main door in my shorts opened it to see if the newspaper was there and just. They detracted from my pleasure, rather than adding to it. Perhaps that is one of the multitasking deficiencies that women like to blame on men. As long as my ashes were being hauled as lustfully and completely as they now were helped me to not worry about it.I found that I could multitask quite nicely if the two tasks were fucking and talking, so we concentrated on them.“It just doesn’t seem right,” I told her, for me to be balls deep in your pretty little tight pussy without even knowing your. My Didi was ok with it and she used to give me medicines and clean my bruises but did not gave a sponge bath to me on the initial three days on the fourth day after she came from college she gave me medicines and went to the other room. I was waiting that she will clean my wounds, bruises on my back and on my hand.She came to the room again with a bucket of water and a sponge in her hand and said that she will clean me as I haven’t taken any bath for past two to three days. She then started.