Kartik had some weird habits which he had developed since a few years. He would keep staring into the sky, stay up late till nights, skip dinner most ...f the time etc.I must confess that I experienced a bit of arousal every time I breastfed Sahil and Shanaya. My husband had taken a leave for a week and soon he too resumed office. Shanti, my maid, would come at 11 am and leave by 4pm. Kartik would remain at home all day.So finally on that day, 29th November, it was 10 am. I had just come out of. I just don't know.I don't have an answer. I think you'd have to be more than a little nutty to even think about supplying one, particularly if you're the god they've got in mind.Think about it. If you're not and you say you're not, no big deal, right? If you're not and you say you are, large men in white are going to strap you into a canvas tux and toss your ass into a padded room where you can rule over your delusional little universe in peaceful solitude.But what if you were? What if you. ‘But we’ll see. As long as you mind, I won’t tie you up.’ I chuckled nervously. Clipping a chain to a loop in my collar, Linda tugged and led me out of the room to the balcony overlooking the room where a bunch of people were gathered, chatting and drinking, the sweet smell of cannabis in the air. As she led me down stairs, her hips swaying side to side in an exaggerated movement, she announce, ‘Hey everybody, the party has arrived. This is my slave. But for today,’ Linda paused, ‘he’s. We kissed each other, I slipped a hand under her t-shirt and I started caressing her nice round little titties until she started moaning and panting. I then grabbed her in my arms and carried her to the bedroom, where I put her gently on the bed. I started taking her clothes off, while kissing her beautiful silky lips. She removed my shirt and as she was running her fingers in my hair, I tossed my pants in a corner. She took my dick in her hand and started rubbing it. My dick was hard as an.