But one day I get a mail from a female , she only wrote ? wanna to be my slave? . I am very surprised from it and hurriedly reply ??yes mistress I wan... to be your slave and want to serve you and do anything to tell me to do, please make me your slave? that time I was so excited even I does write a appropriate reply. After some days I got reply ? introduce yourself as a slave on yahoo messenger? . I do it but mistress decline it then I send another one and then my mistress accept me and we talk. Hell fucking yes! Then I turn behind me to the timer/official clock. 12:59:35 25 Seconds till we close and are finally allowed to resume all the closing shit we have to do. It's been a fucking crazy Friday Night, with more cars rolling through than normal. *Bonnnnnnnnnggggggguh* NO MOTHER FUCKING WAY! I look at my manager, Jessica and my face must have said "Please let me tell this car we closed". She shakes her head! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! WHY NOW!!!! AAARRRGGHGHGHG!"Hello? It aint 1 yet so I. Bindu: Did you like what you did today?Me: (I was fucking Sharu in the kitchen and her husband watching TV in the hall) What did I do?B: You fingered me in a public place.Me: You should thank god that I just fingered you.B: Then what else you had in mind?Me: I wanted to fuck you and make others in the hall fuck you!B: You think I am a slut?Me: Who knows? In the first meeting only you took my hands and put them inside your top. And you removed your jeans to get fingered.B: I was not expecting. Her taste, sweet with a merest lingering of sour tang, slightly salty, her zest exciting me as she harshly rubbed her cunt over my mouth. I giggled though her wrinkly lips, and then felt those butterflies in my tummy. This was going to be very exciting for her, and for me, and I opened my legs wide as I drew in a deep breath of her personal perfume, gorgeous.Paul and I on the island...I took my time in replying, making sure my voice was steady, my body fully recovered, I am in control, and.