He put his hands on the back of my hand forcing the rest of his cock down my throat. As I was working on mark, Tony had gotten behind me stroking...his cock. He grabbed my ass, rubbing his hand down in between my legs. He rubbed his hand over my crotch making me even more wet and horny. There was no way of hiding it. My panties were soaked and were seeping through the thin materials of the tight sweat pants I was wearing. "Look at this brother" he says to mark "she is soaking wet, our sister. No, I won't rape you. In fact, I won't do anything at all that you're uncomfortable with. As far as I'm concerned, you can get up right now and just walk out the door.If you want my autograph on your butt, John, all you have to do is expose said butt to me for a minute. I'll sign it, then photograph it for my collection. Right after that you can pull up your pants and leave. That's all there is to it."With a couple of beers in him, Johnny saw nothing so terrible about flashing his ass briefly.. "Fuck me next time, master? Yeah, Fuck me, you can. Fuck me, you will!", I moaned while taking another picture. After trying on some more outfits and boots, I decided to choose my final outfit and go to the other cellar.I put on a pair of tough Leather chaps with black zippers and black press-studs. A pair of terry socks. Over it I put on a pair of supple straight 501 Leather Jeans. That was a bit tight, wearing them over those chaps like that. But that's how the master had ordered it. With. Also I was the only one who knew swimming. Anitha asked my help: I slowly guided her to the middle of the pond which was bit deeper and she got drenched till her forehead in that area. She was bit frightened and was clinging to my hands to prevent herself from drowning. Because of this her body got very close and our thighs were touching. My hard cock started touching her buttocks and I slightly moved back. As she had merely tied up her underskirt, my body had felt the softness of hers. It was.