Muje sirf chut chaiye thi or chodna tha niche ane pe komal ne kaha mai 2min washroom jaake ayi maine priya ko pakad liya or uske boobs pe hath lagane ...ag gaya kiss kia or uske kan me bola tu yahi ruk agar tuje yea kam mera kara dia tho mai tera 1din k liye gulam ho jaoga itne me komal ayi or maine priya ko kaha bed k niche jake baithe komal ne kaha priya maine bola chaligai usse kam tha pir wapas maine hug krke kiss krna chalu kia and uska naara kich dia vho dar k kehne lagi nhi muje jana hai. The aroma was intoxicating. Minutes passed but all I could do was sit - and watch, inhaling the coffee. Three cups of the brew were brought to the table but I could not drink of my own accord as my hands were still tied. Master and Mistress sat on each side of me temporarily ignoring their coffee. Their faces came close to mine and then they lowered them to my breasts as each licked their tongues on to my nipples arousing me even further. My body. ”I went to sit down beside her.“You know I love you more than life itself,” I said.She nodded. Her face was solemn.“Say the word and I’ll spank her and put her to bed,” I said.“That’s what she wants, you goof.”“Not that way,” I said. “I meant the normal send to bed thing.”“She’d enjoy the spanking,” said Amanda. “I know I would.”“What?” I was shocked. “I never knew you were into that kind of thing.”“I never mentioned it. I thought it was too kinky, and that you’d get weirded out. Considering. Whether a single wanderer, or a group of sex starved, bikers, they would havea full and unrestricted view of the submissive offering left,obviously, for their entertainment and amusement. Admittedly, i was a bit nervous, and yearned to slither away, but i forced myself to not only remain there, but to roll myminimal clothing into a ball and hurl it further than i possibly run and recoverbefore being discovered! The footsteps ceased at the distant, splashing sound of my clothing,.