After finishing her back I washed the backs of her legs, starting with her feet and working my way north. Monica gasped when my fingers finally dipped...between the two taut hemispheres of her ass and teased her anal pucker. Remembering our last time together, she relaxed and let my digit explore deeper. I stopped before she came, deciding to take her to the brink and back off several times again.Turning Michelle around, I finally started on her front. Monica watched my hands intently as I washed. My imagination caused me to think of being like some perverted person on public transportation in close concert with a completely unknown female whose available flesh was grist for the mill of depraved desire. It was a desire that stoked the fires of degrading liberties heaped on a stranger with an even deeper desire to keep her humiliation known only to the both of us. Fortunately for me, most of my dance partners were of a more mature status in life and they were generally accepting of my. Lekin es ungli se mujhe kuch hone wala nhi tha.Bhai ka jeev thak gya aur woh meri jhangho ko kiss karne laga meri gaad se to cool cool hawa nikal rhi thi.Bhai meri jhangho ko kiss karne k bad khada ho gya aur meri naram naram lips ko kiss karne laga me bhi excited thi esliye kuch soche bina kiss lene lagi.Thodi hi der bhai mujhe utha k bed room me le gya aur waha me bed k upar beth gae. Bhai freeze se ek lamba sa bengan le aaya.Me haste huye boli ye kya h ekdum kamina ho gya h tum.Lekin woh to. Reaching over Anya grabbed the plate of so called food, not what she would call food. All the plate contained was a bowl of what looked like porridge and an apple, holding her stomach self consciously Anya didn’t have to wonder as to why they where only feeding her rations. But still she managed to eat it, not knowing when the next meal would be. “Stupid men” growled Anya as she settled more comfortably into the chair, no way in hell she was going willingly to that bed. Too exhausted to even.