This is a real incident which happened to me a couple of months back. I stay in a PG Accommodation and my room comprises of one bedroom, drawing/dinin..., attached bath and balcony. Our caretaker is a lady of 36 who is a widow. When in got accommodated soon after I returned and joined with my new firm in Bangalore this lady was serious and she used to talk to me less compared to other occupants in our PG. She stays in the ground floor and me on the 2nd floor. I have an habit of not disclosing my. He had this accent. It was one from Boston. The thing is we lived nowhere near Boston and he had never been there. I had no idea why he had it, but it was fun to let him use it. After he replied to me, I walked around the room and picked up the DVD and shoved it in. I turned around to see him taking my pillow out of the pillow case and ripping the little seal off of it, and shoving it back in. That’s why I loved him.“Jen said it was really good,” I said as I rolled onto the bed.I rolled two. He fucked me, and he slapped me occasionally. His balls banged against my pussy, and my legs started to shake even more. I was absolutely lost in the feeling of being used by him. At that moment, he could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would allow it gladly.Then, he started groaning himself. I felt his dick throbbing inside of me, engorging even more."I'll cum inside of you, sweetheart!" He announced, but I couldn't say anything, just groan.The only thing I could understand was his. “No! No, please not there!” she cried out, but it only earned her a hard slap on her bum. I then pushed my fingers back into her and leant forward and, with the other hand, massaged one of her luscious breasts, and whispered, “That’s the thing about being my submissive, you have to take whatever I give you. I am going to give you four hours of ecstasy, but I will give it to you however I decide, and when I am finished with you, you will thank me and come back as often as you can for the delight.