Unhone mujhe khan eke liye phal aur dry fruits diya. Phir wah mere paas bhaith gayi aur apne future ke bare main poochhane lagi. Main bola he nari ter... bhagya ki rekha batati hain ki tujhe koi purani bimari hai jaise ki adhkapari kamar ne dard aadi. Yeh sunakar aunti boli prabhu aap to bahut gyani hai mujhe 20 saal se hi yah rog hai. Kripa karke koi upay bataye. Mujhe isi awsar ki tallas thi. Suresh bhi wahi khada tha. Maine kaha upay to hai lekin uska palan karna bahut kathin hain. Aunty boli. Both would struggle desperately for the best reward the poor girls could hope for, being allowed to provide their owner a with good orgasm. This in the slight hope for recieving somewhat better treatment. In the end one was picked as the Masters favourite, she was given the dubious honour since she with a last effort had found the energy to rhythmically push her pelvis against the Masters groin while he toweled and oiled the ponygirl. Obviously stimulated by the effort he had continued to oil. .After 15 min, I finished my shower and went to call her but the door isn’t locked and she is bathing, so I sat on the couch in hall, she is unaware of that, she came out of the washroom with towel wrapped on , and it barely cover her thighs., she looked smoking hot in that..It got my dick arousing and I planned to fuck her there itself, so I rushed into her bedroom and she turned back in a hurry and her towel went down and she is standing nude in front of me. I couldn’t control myself and went. But I would move slowly.The next part of the movie developed into a girl-girl scene. A wide smile appeared on Wendy's face, 'This I've gotta see!' she said, seemingly to herself. As one girl went down on the other, I checked out Wendy's crotch again and saw a small dark, shiny wet spot. She was ready. As soon as I saw that ultra-focused trance-like state on her face again, I slowly reached a few inches down and ever-so-gently ran my index finger around the areola surrounding Wendy's bullet-hard.