Woh bol kya hai bol muje bhiMaine bata usko aur woh hasne aur meri hath pakd liya aur meri nazar uske boobs par gaye jo k thode tight they. Usne bola ...ya dekh rhe ho maine bol kuch nhi. Acha dekho dekho hath lagana haii toh laga sakte ho maine bola nhi nhi sry . Aur mai chup ho gaya ham 10 mim wha bethe rehe pani under bhar ja rha tha so maine bola chalo wha rock par ja k beth jate hai. Maine aur woh rock par beth gaye aur pata nhi kyu usne mera hath uske boobs par rakha deya aur boli yaha. " Very good, George, very good," Erica responded. "You are a very good slave, you know." George allowed himself a smile of satisfaction. "Now, you are to meet Mistress Ruth at her home tonight at seven o'clock. Black tie, of course. Don't expect to be home before breakfast. She's asked to rent you for the entire night."George arrived at the house of Mistress Ruth exactly on time. He had learned the penalties for lateness well. His date for the evening ushered him inside. Unsurprisingly she was. It was like as if both of us were standing in a spotlight amidst dead darkness all around. The moon light peeping in and the fact that we could see each other amidst the pitch darkness surrounding us was a real blessing for us to be visible to each other in order to have the most extreme pleasures of enjoying each others’ body.She asked me in a low voice “What do you say?” and I immediately agreed and said “Lets do it” We somehow could not resist our temptations and that made us not to realise. She took my arm and embraced me. I hunkered down as she pulled me toher breast, trying to keep the tray straight."We are going to have such fun, you and me. You will be a great asset tothe business and you will have your dream come true."I smiled at the prospect knowing that it was no longer just a fantasy butmy most essential nightmare come true. The doorbell rang and I aftercurtsying to my Mistress scurried downstairs to answer the door, it wasonly when I got there that I remembered what I.