While half was a smirk, the other half of her smile was raw sex appeal. It was nearly impossible to look at Kelly and not have a sexual thought, regar...less of your gender.That lead to one of life’s big questions for Kelly: Was she the way she was because the 1970’s culture and her body caused everyone around her to sexualize her, so she just went with it, or was the true Kelly a deeply sexual person that God had graced with a body to match?It was a Saturday afternoon while I was out of town. She paused, dressed only in white cotton panties to answer all his questions "Not really." Knox nodded at her panties and she skinned them off. Boy. Her sparse pubic hair was the same color as her head hair. She was a doll. I felt my penis twitch and was horrified. I was supposed to be above all this. My head should be high in the clouds of academic medicine, judging symptoms, and selecting prognoses. Of course I had no idea what was going on ... and Sarah Lee, no pun intended, was a fine. .. W... WHAT YOU' Amba shouted surprised, 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?''Hello Amba' I said grinning back at her.'Amba do you know our boss?' Rama inquired a bit puzzled.'I... I d... d... don't know' Amba stuttered confused, 'does the boss have a twin brother in the police force?''Not that I know off' Rama replied.'Sorry ma'am I must have confused him with someone else' Amba said recovering from the initial shock.'Shall we start?' Rama asked. Amba nodded. For the next hour Rama quizzed her. I would show her how a Master fucked ass. With brute force, and deep, so deep that she would remember it. I began cramming all of that hard cock into her ass that I could, and her moaning changed to deep groans of lust. But again, I told her to hold her coming for when I wanted it to happen. Not until then. Screwing her was fine. She was my lover and my pet, and now my slave. I was huffing with the force of my fucking. I was becoming winded with all the energy I was expending, but I kept.