Her face was contorted with lust, her eyes rolling crazily. Each time he plowed his meat into her, she gurgled and creamed. It was hard to believe tha... this lusty moaning woman was frigid Miss Peters."Ohhhhhhh, Tim, you're fucking me so good," she cried, "don't ever stop."The more naughty things she said to him, the more insanely aroused he got. And as his excitement grew, he fucked her faster and faster. Their bodies smacked together, and his cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the. It seemed like forever, a delicious forever, before he broke away. "Janet you taste so good that I want to taste all of you." It was a blatant, open request to share my bed, and in the throws of my emotions I almost said yes, but managed to say no instead. "Not yet Steven, not yet, but you can kiss me again." And he did. Again and again, driving my passions into high gear, but I was well aware that I was in dangerous territory. His hand lit on my right breast, which I knew from the pressure on. ?I own you now, slave, and I wish to see My property. Hereafter, you will always be naked and vulnerable to Me.?My slave displayed herself for her Mistress. I took her young nipples between My fingertips and squeezed them, gently at first, but then with increasing pressure. I squeezed them hard, deliberately hurting her. She flinched a little and smiled gratefully, reaching down to touch her clitoris. ?Don’t touch!? I commanded. I squeezed her nipples hard again. ?These belong to Me.? The slave. They parked the car and checked in. It was a sea-facing room on the third floor with big sliding doors opening up to the balcony. When opened allowed a cool sea breeze to flow in and act as a natural air conditioner.Shivani went to have a bath after getting settled in the room. She asked Rahul to get a bottle of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes. It took Rahul about half an hour to be back. Shivani had taken a bath, applied expensive perfume.She was wearing her best pairs of undergarments, black.