I got in the bath and shaved up my bod. It only takes a few moments as I do it every day. I got out of the tub and dried myself. I did not bother wrap...ing the towel around my waist. I was fully hard and I was going to make her pay for her leading me on so much. I walked in the bedroom and she gasped as she saw me. I think I gasped as I was her. She had on an open silk robe. Black bra, black garter belt attached to thigh highs and black panties. She lunged at my cock but I pushed her away this. Chris was relieved he'd applied the cream to that persistent zit on his chin. Her hair was cut relatively short, she sported long dangling earrings, and, unlike his mum, wore no make-up at all. Chris focused his gaze on her face, which was slightly broad, the eyes wide, the lips thick and fading freckles covering the pale skin of her face. Like his mum, she was thick boned, but by no means plump. Her hand and bare arm showed that she was at least as strong as he was.Chris didn't know where to. “AAAAAAAhhhhhhh” screamed Rashmi.Rashmi wrapped her hand around his neck and gave him a tight sloppy kiss. Mr. Dutt bit her lips and she whimpered. His pace increased and the table under them shook. Rashmi’s entire body was trembling, as she couldn’t handle so much pleasure post orgasm. Then all of a sudden, Mr. Dutt pushed her back, made her lie on her back and pulled his penis out.“Show me that mouth,” commanded Mr. Dutt as he came and stood next to her head. Rashmi obediently opened her. "We used to use cattle prods, but discovered too late that they aren't all that safe. It cost us a lot of money to replace the two slaves we lost that way. This technology, though, is perfectly safe... the same stuff the police use. Now, to your feet, slut."Leading his charge out of the building, they exited at a trot onto a sand-covered beach bordered on one side by ocean, and the other side by palm trees. Tottering on the unfamiliar shoes, attempting to run in the soft sand, was a difficult.