Seeing Raja touch my amma made me fantasize him doing a lot more to her.One morning he came very early when I was still in bed. As they got ready for ...he class, Raja suddenly went close to her asking, “Jayah, why do you wear your sari so high?” Then without letting her speak he went ahead and started pulling her sari down to show more of her hip. So much so that I could see a slight hint of her butt crack.Raja was being very much physical with her that morning thinking that I was asleep, but I. Cherish was now safely in her apartment and watching ‘The Crown’ on Netflix. He curled up on the couch and sipped on his red wine.Patrick had made two drop-offs as he thought back to last week when he fucked Toodles. The five-foot-nine, big booty, sissy bitch had been wearing a neon pink crotchless bodystocking and silver stilettos. Patrick had sucked on the almost B-cup natural boi-titties. Then he slid his eight-and-a-quarter-inch dick inside the slutty bottom.Toodles had whined, “Fuck my. Suck the wonderful cock I've brought home for you." I feel Mistress' hand stroking my neck, my cheek, my throat. Her voice is gentle, sweet, tender and pleading. "It's alright, darling. You know this is what you want, what we both want." I stop thinking. I am past thinking. I let my mouth relax. My tongue tentatively probes the warm surface of Patrick's cock. So smooth! I slide my lips along the surface. It reminds of me playing the clarinet. Mistress releases my hands from behind me. Without. We're going to the house." "Can't you just take me home?" Erica asked. "Didn't you get what you wanted?" "Hell," Rebus said. "I've just started. Now put your fucking clothes on." She tugged down her skirt and pulled her blouse around her as well as she could. He started the truck again and drove her down to his house."Get out," he commanded.She climbed wearily out of the truck. A woman came to the door. She was about ten years older than Erica, but she looked twice as tired. She was attractive.