I am working as a fulltime servant maid with a telungu group of families in Guntur. I do sweeping of the house, cleaning the vessels in the dishwasher..., washing the clothes in washing machine, miscellaneous works. Four families in the surroundings have planned for an excursion to the hilly place in Dehradun in north. Everybody is rich except me. I was asked to accompany them for servant work. We reached Vijayawada, and caught the Chennai-New Delhi Tamilnadu Express to New Delhi from Vijayawada. She wore the most amazing clothing. I had never seen her without make up or nylon covered legs.she was also extremely busty and she knew how to flaunt it. Her name was Julia and from being first into puberty I often would masturbate over thoughts of her inher undies.and even up to being in our teens I still would. We were approaching our 18th Birthdays and mine was a few weeks before Tony`s. ‘I didn’t want any kind of party. I got practical things for my birthday. Things like tools which I. I leaned over and kissed Ishrat hard and passionately on the mouth, Ishrat returned my kiss with equal hunger. I was already unbuckling my belt and reaching for my cock as she reached for my ‘tool’ with her soft hand and long delicate fingers. As she pumped my Lund, I untied her shalwar and pushed my own hand down into them. Her panties were no obstacle to my fingers, as soon I had found her erect clit, in her wet hot slit, under a thick curly bush of pubic hair. I teased her wet slimy clit,. "I plan to."A young and scantily clad woman walked past their table, distracting her momentarily. A flash of anger ignited within her. Fuck off, bitch! He's mine! she mentally screamed at the woman. Bursts of violent fantasies sparked in her mind. She could see herself kicking that girl, punching her, beating her senseless, slicing her open, and disemboweling her. But as she returned her imagination back to reality and her gaze to Greg, Ada noticed he had never taken his eyes off her. He hadn't.