Mustering all the confidence I could find, I broke our kiss and said in a strong voice, "It?s time to serve your Master, slave." Stepping back to lean...against the pool table, I guided her in front of me and began to push down on her shoulders. "Please, can?t we turn the lights out?" "I want to see you, slave." She whimpered a little, then allowed herself to be pushed to her knees. "I?ve never done this before." "Really? Then what did I see yesterday?" "That was?" "That was what, practice?" "I. A tiny note to readers… It’s not complete sex story but a mixture of pure love, romance and sensation. If you are reading only to erect you tool or ooze your pussy please skip this as I don’t want you to keep in boredom by holding your limp tools or dry holes.That’s all, I’ll come to story now.I’m from Bangalore currently working for MNC in Whitefield. Not much interested in direct intercourse but I would like to give a long time foreplay which most women desires and then go ahead with very. ." the anchorwoman spoke."What the fuck????" he asked himself.Am I hearing things, Rogan thought.One moment he was watching the BBC1 and the next moment there was no signal. He quickly got up, grabbed the remote control and started flipping channels. All the channels were out of signals.UFOS? Is that true? Are we being invaded by aliens? He thought.This was a shock to Rogan. He was familiar with everything that people had brought up about aliens whether they were real or even visited us once. Even the hairs around the cock will be partly visible to the eyes. I had no other option but to turn towards Saramma, who for all the while enjoying this situation, and take the towel from her. So I turned and went near Saramma to take the towel from her with only a white transparent langotti around my waist struggling to hide the huge bulge and to be frank, was making visible the shape of my cock clearly. Saramma had a shock seeing me like that and tried very hard to hide the reactions of.