He told her she had done well as she had not shouted out or even uttered a sound. He then done the same to the left nipple this time she was prepared...and managed to only sway slightly, which got more praise. The electric shocks were making her arousel rise, but the praise from the Dom made her have a small orgasm, he had never uttered praise before. He repeated the electric shock several more times alternating from one nipple to the other, making her vaginal juices run down the inside of her. Then he said “Aap ko kahi dekha hai, aap yaha se to nahi ho”. I said “Nahi mai delhi se hon, yaha guptaji ke ghar aaya hon”. He ask “aap kaya unke rishtedar ho”. I said “Ha unki bati meri wife hai”. Hearing this he showed too much intimacy and said “Achcha aap Rashmi ke husband ho”. I ask “Kaya aap rashmi ko jante ho”. He said “Guptaji ke ghar ke sara electric ka kam mai hi karta hon”. He force me to sit on the chair behind the counter and serve tea. He has not collected any money for Line. I run my tongue up the shaft of your cock,circling the head, Slowly kissing your cock up and down.shaking my ass, teasing you. You squeeze my breast as i take your cock in my mouth, Your hand tightens in my hair,pushing your cock deep in my throat, I suck you deep, in and out my mouth,My mouth is so wet dripping on your balls as you smack my ass hard,running your hand along my ass crack down to my soaking wet pussy.fingering my clit as your hard cock fucks my wet willing mouth.My hips thrust. On the couch facing the chair you lounge, d****d across his knees your head resting on her lap. You are always nude, your body looks soft to touch and pale like a classical alabaster nude by an unknown master. I had never seen you dressed, not once in all my visits.I’m sure you owned cloths, You must? Had you ever even left this house? Had you ever seen the sun? I do not know. you are only questions to me..You had them both in latex, shiny and tight.He was in soft pink head to toe, only his.