I slowly unbuttoned my costume, feeling the heat of my body rise. I shimmied out of the ghagra choli seductively, because Abhay’s junior was waiting...impatiently in his hands.He slipped an arm around my waist. He kissed my shoulder as he fiddled with the clasp of my bra. I sighed and leaned back against his chest.“Oh yes” I felt him relax, as if he’d been waiting for me. His thumbs brushed my nipples, causing bolts of desire to shoot through my body.“I need to touch you all over Malvika.” He. She gripped the waist band of the tiny panties and started pulling them down. “You’re gonna have to help,” she said. Obediently the brunette bent her legs putting her heels on the bed which allowed her to get her knees together and raise her hips off the bed spread. Jill tugged the soggy silk up the thighs, over the knees and down the calves of her cooperative conquest. When they slipped over the delicate painted toes she dropped them to the floor. Reaching under Dianne’s bent legs she wrapped. He also said he could prescribe a d**g (I think it was a hormone) that would help.So the next day I took my slave into the big backyard and gave her the news, she just grinned and smiled. She had to take one tablet each morning, she also had to commence using a breast pump each morning, and at lunch (she would drive home and use the pump there, we lived about 10 minutes from the Bank) time then also when she got home from work. The first week she had to use the pump on each breast for 8. "Don't worry, Angel." he said, "I just need to losethese."And with that he removes his underwear. And the rock hard organ thathad been touching me through his underwear was exposed. It was long andsmooth and seemed so powerful.Once again, I felt very small and vulnerable in this new body of mine,and I had a brief second of apprehension as I thought about what wasgoing on. But also, I felt empty now, and I missed the warm pleasurablefeelings of his tongue and fingers inside me.My tiny graceful.