It’s been a few weeks since I last saw my Master and in that time I have lost some weight; I pray Master will like the change in me. I run my hands ...ver my breasts, feeling my nipples harden under my touch. I squeeze my nipples between my finger and thumb, enjoying the small amount of pain it causes. Then I move my hands down over my tummy, where I caress it tenderly then inch by inch my hands go lower, finding their way to my sweet spot. It’s already so wet, I can feel the heat on my thighs. I. “I won’t. I promise.” She replied.“Excuse me,” said a male voice from the corner. “Since this is definitely not an art discussion on Venetian Renaissance artists, what would you like me to do?” Everyone turned to look at where the voice came from and, sat in the corner, unseen and forgotten about by all of us, was the driver of the mini-bus who must have come into the house carrying the film equipment and not left.“Oh fuck,” exclaimed Sonia who up until now had not noticed him in the house.. The woman of the house, Loretta was charismatic and very energetic; she had many friends who looked just as glamorous as she did. She became an instant role model for me. I also discovered that the couple shared the house with two teenage boys, Pete and Shaun. The duo were Tony's younger brothers. They loved music and skateboarding. We shared the same taste in music, which helped make the connection easier.Pete was a real charmer and gentleman; he reminded me of my high school sweetheart from. Main uske boobs tez daba rha tha to wo bole ja rhi thi, aur zor se, aaahhh… Fir usne meri pant utar di aur chaadi bhi utarke mere land ko apne muh me le liya. WO boli, tera land to baht chota hai to main bola, par isme jaan bhi baht hai.Wo mere land ko lollypop ki tarah choos rhi thi aur meri halat kharb hoti ja rhi thi. Kamaal ka khel khel rhi thi wo. 15-20 tk wo mer land ko choosti rhi. Fir maine uske legs failaye aur uski choot ko chatne laga. Wo zor zor se awaaze karne lagi. Uski excitement.