Only about 5'1" and slim, however her breasts grew beyond an ample size and thanks to her youth they did not sag whatsoever and held place. Her buttoc...s was even better yet, big, well above average and held the roundness of a bubble.It was tradition for a slave to wear a leather dress layered with red cloth to specifically mark her as piece of property so well-born nobles know not mingle with the 'lower class'. Despite this, all the men of Stormdale, noble, peasant and slave beheld her with a. The sensation of my mouth began sending her over the edge! She placed her small hand on the back of my neck pulling me closer. Her affirmation delivered another signal to my hardening cock. She said, "You better stop this Ronnie, I'm going tooo... She never finished the sentence. She just bit her lip and began moaning. I was so fucking turned on! My young cock began pushing its way onto the 'V' of her legs in a futile attempt to pry its way through the silken curtain covering her pussy.. Then when”. I watched TV after having the food, half heartedly. Since I don’t like eating sweet, I kept the kheer inside the fridge. At around 11:30 in the night, the landline phone rang. I answered the phone, “Hi, it’s me” said th caller. “Me. Who?” “You forgot me so soon, Raghav?” I recognized that voice of Pooja. Since she didn’t my mobile number she had called on the landline “Not like that, it’s only because I hadn’t heard your sweet voice on the phone before.” “i’ll be at your back door. We hugged and started walking towards the restaurant we planned to go. We kept on talking and laughing and were having a great time. But, instead of going to that restaurant, we ended up going to a club down the street. We ordered gin and tonic for ourselves and sat there talking and laughing. We were holding hands, I was playing with her hairs and then I placed a kiss on her cheeks.She was a bit surprised and so was I, I think the drinks started doing their magic. We kept on talking for some.