Your hands caress up to my head and you bend into my lips. A nip here and a nip returned. A tongue traces the roof of my mouth. Our tongues dart aroun... each, a crushing passion of swollen lips. Breathless we part. My hands tracing your body, your gentle curves, lingering around your passion points. You slide your straddle around me downward, towards my passion point. I glide right into your body, instantly enveloped with your love, your passion, your heat. One glorious light we have become. We. As soon as they could, they started turning out their own bathtubs and associated weapons and joined in the "invasion" of Mexico.Mexico was badly troubled by the Wasps. They probably would have resented the Anglo "invasion," except there were not many Mexicans left to object. The Wasps appeared to bask in the warmer temperatures as compared to farther north, so that the Wasps settled themselves in a relatively high population density. The 20 million, plus, people in Mexico City, DF, alone were. Mistress then presented me with my new slave collar, solid stainless steel with a lockable clasp. She secured it around my neck and snapped the padlock shut. I was now Anna Dominatrix’s property and so happy. As I suspected Mistress had some entertainment planned for our guests. She attached the leash to my new collar and led her slave up to the bedroom upstairs, our guests followed. In the bedroom Mistress fitted cuffs to my wrists and secured me to the chains permanently attached to the. Her hair was neatly combed, and it was full of jasmine flowers. She was dressed in a transparent red saree with a matching blouse. The jasmine flower fragrance and her smell immediately filled the air.I crossed her without saying a word and rushed to the bedroom. But I couldn’t find Vasanthi there. I came out to the hall.Me: Gowri, where is Amma?Gowri: Amma went to Meera Amma’s place, Ayya. She said she would be staying with her today. Meera Amma felt lonely, it seems. Amma will be back only.