We sat in silence for a few moments and I noticed his gaze was in the direction of where I was sitting, perked on his passenger car seat."Looking for ...omething?" I smirked."No," he replied shyly, "just you look really nice tonight, I've never seen you in a skirt." I was dressed in a black silk skater skirt which I wore with a pair of black vans and my denim shirt topped with a big gold necklace."Oh god!" I blushed, not knowing how to reply to the compliment. I didn't want to seem like I was. She yelped. She was so wet, I easily slid another finger in. My tongue flicking her clit and my fingers penetrating her pussy. She was trying her hardest to keep her rhythm and do me well, but I don't blame her for losing control, especially after I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and stuck them both in her ass. She moaned and within seconds was cumming on my face.I pushed her to the ground, grabbed a clump of her hair, and tossed her up against the wall. "Spread your ass..." Mmmm.... It happened again in Pune.It was again Sunday around 4 pm in summer days. I was alone at home, watching IPL match. Door bell rang and Karuna came with naughty smile. She was busy on phone while entering. She entered and went directly to the kitchen. I went to kitchen and asked who was there on phone? She smiled and said ” No body”. After I insisted she told me that he was old boyfriend from school and living at her native place. So I told her when you are going to meet him? She told me that she. Damn! I needed a nice cum.Well, it was fun getting spanked by Mistress.The elevator dinged. Two bodyguards, 49 and 50, guarded Master and Mistress's suite. They were new guards that had joined after Brandon's attack, and both were, of course, gorgeous. 49 was a stunning African American, with a pair of voluminous, ebony breasts about to fall out of her blouse, while 50 had bright, red hair that fell in curls around her more modest, though still lovely, chest.49 slapped my ass through the very.