Balu ran to fetch water. When he came Komal had wrapped the sheet around and lazily got up to drink water and stared at Balu’s bulge. He asked, “M...msahib sabh dheek hai? (Is every thing alright madam?)”. She said that her feet are hurting and ordered Balu to press them. Balu without hesitation sat on his haunches and started to press her legs knowing that his memsahib was all naked under the sheet. With one hand he was rubbing his lund and with the other he was pressing her legs. I told Komal. But he knew if he gave in now. All that he worked for would be at a loss so he would give her a taste and then walk away, and wait. Wait for her to come to him. He knew she would . Her husband wasnt feeding her the right stuff, Neglecting this beautiful flower so he could hunt , for what , deer!?! Why hunt that when you could hunt at home. To be so used to such a dedicate flower youd throw it away. The lips of her pussy sliding around his head brought him back to reality. He backed away. Another three hours passed and it was almost nine o'clock. I hadn't eaten dinner, my appetite was gone, and so I called it a night. I jumped in the shower before getting ready for bed. I let the hot water roll off my back as the tension floated down the drain with the water. My body is pretty hairless except for the usual head, pits, crotch, and ass. I have never had hairy legs side from a little patch along my shins. Having blonde hair and light skin, even the pit hair seemed sparse.I was. “But the Great Lady is big. She is bigger than you or I can imagine. And sometimes we get a little lost in all of her. Her concerns are not ours, and sometimes she finds it hard to appreciate what we need. We are changed by the experience. There is a blessing to be found. Sometimes even a child could see it. But sometimes we are not wise enough to find the blessing in how she uses us.”“It sounds a lot like initiation into the Whores Guild,” I say.The priestess shakes her head. “How could you.