’, she says looking around. He had saw her cap on the starting block, and picked it up. ”Here it is, catch.’, he tossed it to her and she had to...use both hands to catch it, meaning her towel slipped down a bit and revealed more of her breasts, almost down to her nipples. She quickly caught it and pulled it back up, blushing and looking embarassed. ‘Im so sorry, I feel so naked.’ ‘Well if it would make you feel better I could take my pants off, then we’d both be equally naked.’, he said with a. "That's not what I heard. I heard you were in the closet."Oscar blinked and then felt his fury take over. He threw his backpack on the ground and ran towards Michael pushing him and knocking him down. Michael yelped when he hit the ground. Oscar began punching him like crazy!"I hate you! I fucking hate you!" Oscar yelled."Get off me! Help!" Michael screamed."I wish people like you didn't exist! You should die! You should all die!"He kept punching Michael over and over until there was blood all. Ekhan tumra ektu galpa kara. Ami Cha ta kare ani.” (Look at Her can you find her? She is my friend. From today she also is our partner. I have said all to her. Now you talk. I am bringing tea). Saying this Gita Mausi locked the door of the room & went towards the kitchen. I was sitting on a Double sofa. Dali Baudi sat the nearby single sofa. I was thinking of how would I fuck these two women. I noticed at Dali Baudi with a sexy look. She is about 48 years, 5 years younger than Gita Mausi. 4 ft. We'd gotten into a habit ofspending some time every night in a chat room with each other andsometimes some of her slaves, talking about bimbos and what made themso desirable to me and her.Having her mindless slaves talking about how horny they were, or howgood it felt to be fucked by their mistress, or their latest shoepurchase, or just how much they loved being a bimbo was initiallyirritating, but it soon became just part of the background. It alwaysmade me so hard to think about Mistress and.