Socially acceptable. Blond to her brunette. Wise to her novice. Educated against her street smarts. Everything she wasn’t. Her smile broadened, wide...ed to the point of pain. She looked up at the cross just above the table and drew a tight breath, forcing the air from her lungs, ‘take care of him…’ She put down the frame, adjusted its position and smoothed the comforter, walked around the bed, down the hall, and out the front door. Drawing out the key, its silver metal glinted in the cold. . though I suspectit's something kinky. As I walk out the room, I catch a view of myselfin her full length mirror and pause. Damn I look hot... though I takethe opportunity to tidy my hair up a little, and to softly caress mystockinged legs. Oh I do love looking like this...But I'm taking so much time! I'm going to be late! I pick up thesuitcase and hurry out of the door and in front of Mistress Thorne."Took your time didn't you bitch? Did my horny little slut find amirror?" She says and I nod. Sprinkles of her own piss splat on her body, thighs making her calves drenched in the golden stream and on the same time some drops also fell on my naked ankles. It all just happened in 5 seconds, she literally jumped back, hitting me and I had to grab the wall to regain balance. She was lying there on the floor, her legs towards the door and wind blowing her qamees up exposing her white, soft choot. She started to cry, I forgot that I was naked and sat on her side and said that “Don’t cry. The sound of wet love making was making it more exciting with noise coming from my pussy with every thrust…..I was about to orgasm again and conversation went like:D: Vik…I am about to explode again….V: Baby lets cum together…..He increased his pace and then:V: Babe I am about to cum….where shall I cum…??D: Stud….you can cum in me…I am already on pills ;)V: It would be my pleasure to fill you with my seeds….D: I would love to feel your hot semen…..and we started kissing passionately…..and I.