All the bravado, the teasing, the caressing of their breasts with their hands and mouths, all went to the wayside. That was a show that could be seen ...n beaches and pools. This was intimate and personal, intensely private and sexual. No matter how she had role played and fantasized, this was now real. She too was standing on the edge of the bridge with the bungee cord around her legs. If she opened her legs, she was jumping off that bridge. There was a look of real concern and uncertainty on. I got dressed in some really tiny shorts and lose T-Shirt and went downstairs to where the watchman was standing. I made sure none of the neighbours saw me and started talking to the watchman about his life and his family and stuff.I found he wasn’t married and obviously had no children. I found out he was from UP and that he liked playing cricket, I asked him if he wanted to come home and drink tea, so I could ask him some more questions for this “project” I lied to him about. He bought the. He even sent me to his friend’s academy for tuition classes for entrance exams which was run by black south Indian professor. Now let me introduce you with the characters, my mom’s name is Parvati and she is now 41 years old and at that time she was 37. She has fair colour but very good assets, she is 5.6 tall with figure of 36 30 38. My sister Shweta very beautiful girl of 18 now and our landlord Darshan, a strong man in his early 40’s, my professor Mr. Murugan of nearly 35 and another young. Sitting isanother matter. Master requires that i always sit bare-assed, so i simply pullthe hem up a few inches and slave's ass is bare on the chair. When slave had slipped on the tube dress, Master adjusted it so that the topwas barely above slave's nipples with a hint of red crescent of areola justvisible above, and the hem was safely below the lips of slave's sex. Master led slave to the elevator and to the lobby below. You would have thoughtthat no one in the hotel had seen a micro-mini.