) Agreeing to Baasha’s words, Aslam says,”Aamaan da. Indha maadhiri ponnunga irundha, vera enga pogiradhu? Enna panradhu? Baasha, nee sonnatha ser...-ya irukku.”(Yes man. If women behave like that, where can we go? And what can we do? Baasha, I agree with you.)Meanwhile Maami reaches her house, naked, and since she had her house key tied to the strings of her thaali(Sacred Marriage Locket), she opened the door, and entered her room, put her night clothes on, and slept. When she started to sleep,. She looked to be about 35 to40, long dark hair like mine, perfectly made up and dressed in a silktop, knee length leather skirt and ankle boots like mine."I needed a submissive with me to go to a very exclusive and privateresort, but the one I paid to accompany me backed out at the lastminute, so I had to improvise, you don't mind do you?" she asked me,almost mockingly as I panted and squirmed in the seat while trying totalk through the ring gag."You're probably wondering how, no it's not a. I have told her when she is older I shall breed with her and make some babies in her belly.Karen seems obsessed with me now. Yesterday before school I walked into her bathroom as she got ready for school. She was wearing a slut skirt and topless while she combed her hair. I admired the view as her tits jiggled while she worked. Seeing her made me hard so I walked up behind her and cupped her beautiful tits and played with her pink nipples as she did her hair.Karen leaned back against me and was. “Good, me too!” she announced and floated out the room.To my relief, nothing more was said and the day passed without incident. I could barely make eye contact with her the whole day but when I did I was met with a cheeky grin staring back at me.That evening I lay in the heat once again, unable to sleep, the events of the previous evening running over and over through my mind.I rolled over to check the clock. 2.00 AM. My heart began to pound.“Just this once,” I thought to myself as I prepared.