He finished giving me a bath and also managed to dry me and was nowtelling me to put my hands up so he could put a nightdress on.I slept. I was tired ...nd confused what my job was and what my new lifewas.Over the next few weeks, it was obvious to me why I was doing here. Everytime the old lady or a servant called Anastasia, I knew that it was me.Every time that they called me a girl, I knew that I looked like one. WhenI got up, I would wash and put a pretty dress and stockings or tights on.Then. I said”babuji, please do not do this.Ankur is away”. He said in a funny tone “and hence I am doing this my jaan”. I was surprised by his language. But i was enjoying the massage he was giving me on my shoulder which calmed me down to a great deal. He seemed to be a master in this art. He slowly out his palm in between my boobs and my arm.He was caressing my boobs and also pressing my waist once in a while. I was enjoying their feel of this old man. Now he was sitting so close to me that even. ”“Would you mind if I kissed you Don?” said Kitty, “it’s just that I feel so relaxed with you and I’m so pleased to be here.”Without saying a word, Don slid down the settee slightly as she was so much smaller that him, gently took the back of her head in his hand and slowly their lips met, gradually pressing harder and harder together as the passion of the moment took over.She squealed slightly as his right hand took hold of her wonderful left breast and squeezed it. Her eyes rolled in. I laid on the bed now…and Shikha was giving me a very good blow job. Ritika sat on my face and I started sucking Shikha’s hot and wet pussy. I was about to cum so I told Shikha to stop for a moment. Shikha was a virgin. ritika said, ” you have to fuck my sister and break her virginity today”.Shikha was bit scared but was ready for it. Shikha lay on the bed. I removed Shikha’s panty…her pussy was covered with thick hair. I opened her legs then her pussy lips… wow. her pussy was pink and wet, I.