But I could not concentrate on the classes and at about 10.30 am, I sent a message to Di, to ask about mom and dad. Didi’s reply came stating that t...ey have gone to their office. Within half an hour after that, I was in the house. The moment my sister opened the door, I hugged her and gave a kiss on her cheeks and said, “Di! I am here”.Di pushed me away and said, “Kishore, you stinky fellow! You are stinking sweat and dirt. Go and freshen up”. After half an hour when I came to Di’s room, Di was. He knew I wanted him. He was half Italian, half Dominican. He was sexy, with his tanned skin and short dark hair, hard within his body from the physical work the job required, soft around his eyes, a deep brown that made you think you were seeing everything and nothing about him all at once. I would stare at his ass when he would walk in front of me to show me something, and I would hear the accented comments he made under his breath about mine when I had to do the same. Every night that week,. I reached around her back and unsnapped her bra so I could have better access to both her firm tits and hard nipples. I then started to unbutton her blouse and lifted her bra away from those tits I had longed to see for such a long time. They looked perfect to me and I leaned over and kissed each nipple and then slowly sucked one and after several seconds the other. Boy did they taste good and feel great between my lips. I moved my hand down to her legs and then started up until I was. If you'll excuse us. I may stop by later." She takes the girl and leads her away towards the quiet room.I'm feeling pleased with myself. My first little bit of topping. The feeling lasts about a minute.It's only after the girl in rubber has gone that it occurs to me that my main role in this little exercise has been to get her slave nicely warmed up for her. The girl in rubber has had the fun of thrashing the man in the pillory and her slave has been evidently excited by being required to make.