And the fact thathe is gorgeous and hung like a stallion is a real bonus! Again Igiggle, but this time out loud and it's accompanied by a warm blush o...embarrassment (and if I'm honest a little shiver of lust). "And whatare you giggling about my princess?" The voice behind whispers in myear as two strong arms wrap round my waist pulling me close. I tilt myhead gently back and lean in to David, enjoying the soft kisses hecaresses my neck with, take in his natural masculine scent and thearoma of. My room was free.He showed up.A young Maharashtrian guy.Tall,very slim.Wears a hat and sunglasses.Names anil.Before beginning he asked for money upfront.I wanted to give it later.But he was insistent on that.So I gave in.He told me to get naked and lie on the floor.I did .He poured coconut oil on my chest and slowly started massaging it.He pulled my nipples.He massaged my hands,then went for my thighs and legs.Grabbed my cock and started stroking my cock slowly and steadily.I got excited and. I stood there for a few moments, when a voice from the door asked if I was reconsidering. No I answered, just confused. Well, if Mr. Rene wants you ready by 8:00 please do not waste any time came the answer. What is it that I am doing to get ready I asked. Silly girl, came the answer, you are going to be his mistress. His mistress!!!! Oh my!! This was too exciting! I went to the door that I had been conversing with. A loud buzzing told me that the door was unlocked for me. A spectacular looking. A constant slapping which served only to set the nerves of Vicky Preston and Caroline Dixon on end, while anxiously awaiting what would inevitably be surely by a blow upon their own skin from whoever it was agonisingly slapping that implement in his palm.Although strangely, the longer the intimidating slapping sound carried on, the more both women wanted to get it over and done with, for surely the inevitable pain would be more bearable than the mental torture they were enduring right then,.