Her mountains rose and fell where I would have to guess a 36 Double D. Her skin was a little pale and the sun tried to kiss it to a nicer browner colo.... The curves of her body gave the illusion of what might be a round thick butt. I had guessed her age higher but now I was sure she was nearer to 25 with her dirty brown hair to mid-back. What was her name again… Ekker? Amanda Ekker or close enough. I slowly walk up to her to get a better view with my phone out recording her entire. "But not without a price." I paused. Making her ask the next inevitable question. "What?" "What's the price? You."She looked aghast. I continued, "You will be the price, doll. How long you two are in France?" "Two weeks then we'll join our parents back in London." Karishma answered as Kareena stood spellbound. "For the whole of that duration you two will be my sluts and slaves, doing exactly what I say, no matter how bad, dirty or degrading." I put it to them straight. "Ok, that's a deal.". She’d be happy to know that you’re back to the way you were.’ Melissa placed her other knee on top of the desk and began crawling as she moved inches closer to me. She was still tugging at my tie, helping her get closer across the desk. Her cleavage was downright a turn on and her breasts practically came out the unbuttoned portion of her white shirt. ‘What do you want from me?’ Melissa laughed sort of sadistically. ‘What I want, Shawn is your dick right here and right now.’ I smacked her. He leant over her and kissed her and then reached down for her ankles. There was going to be no pleasantries this time; she could see that from the look in his eyes. No tongue teasing her sex or exciting fingering; he was going to fuck her now and fuck her hard. He rested her ankles on his shoulders and pressed forward. She felt her legs being drawn back against her upper body and then she felt this tip of his cock against her opening. He looked down smiling at her; it was a look of victory..