" I whisper gently. I look up into his eyes just in time to see them flash with anger. I notice him drawing his hand back. "No you weren't. DON'T YOU ...ARE LIE TO ME!" He raises his voice just a little bit. "WHERE WERE YOU?" I was at Amy's house Master." I whimper, frightened."Doing what!?" His temper starts to rise now and his fingers tighten slightly around my throat."Nothing, Master. We just watched a movie." You're lying again. You were drinking you stupid little bitch. I can smell the. I said I am free and took leave. I bought the cake while going home.We reached home and she invited me into the house. She went to bring water. I was sitting on the sofa. She gave me water and sat beside me. The scent smell and her navel were giving a hard-on in pants. I was controlling a lot. She asked me do you need anything.With a smile, I hugged her tight. She said I took too long to make a move. Vikram you are such a nice person and know how to take care of a woman. We were hugging so. I got up and striped to nothing, reached under her relived her of her panties, I exposed her slightly hairy vagina wet to the touch. I put my fingers in her pussy and was finger fucking her listening to her squeal and moan while I could feel her Cuming all over her fingertips inpatient in anticipation for my cock to sled in her cunt for more enjoyment. During all this I was sucking the life out of sex knobs on her double dd, s breasts. I finally got up and went around to her inviting hairy. Expressions and an attitude like mine towards sex is in every woman it just manifests itself in the manner in which she has been educated, if her parents are tight-assed about sexual freedom she will be a lousy fuck, whereas in my case, bohemian parents, naturism and nude beach holidays, I learned to be naked around men from four years onward and sitting on their flaccid cocks and wriggling my bum got responses even from family members, especially my uncle Dick, aptly named, Richard, my mums.