She had a wonderful smile and I could tell from her sparkling eyes that she was most likely still a virgin because of the way she patted her hair when...ver a nicely built male was in close proximity. Later at the table, I focused my eyes on her long slender legs crossing and uncrossing and had the most depraved thoughts about her tender cunt opening and closing in anticipation of receiving her woman-making first entry.At that time I was heavily involved with my sister, Tiffany and admittedly. ” He explained as he locked the door. “Yes master.” She replied. “What is your whole reason for being slave?” He asked. “Too please you master.” “And what purpose does your body serve?” “To be your cum dumpster master.” She replied. “Good girl. Now, do slaves wear clothes?” He asked. “Only if they please master.” “That’s my good little slut. Your dress no longer pleases me.” He said. Without further instruction, she slid her dress down her shoulders and let it fall to the floor at her feet.. I was more than happy & started my journey to her home.At outside of her house, I met my jiju (brother inlaw) who is ready to leave the city. We greeted each other & talked about 15 minutes outside itself as he is in hurry & I met after a long. My didi hugged me as normal bro sis relation. Then my jijju excused us & left for his village by his car. We say bye to them & entered her house. We opened door & entered room. We let our bags down & she hugged me from back tightly. Putting her hands on. I turned onthe water and looked up into the mirror. "My GOD!" I said. "I must haveput more effort into my makeup than I remembered." I was pretty wastedso it was conceivable. I looked really girly. "Were my ears always thispointy?"I tried to scrub off my makeup but it wasn't going anywhere. I reachedup to take off my wig. "Ouch! What the hell? It's stuck," I yanked andyanked, but it was as if I were pulling on real hair. "Was this a glueon wig? Ah, fuck it."I pulled off my top and threw it in.