She liked these "Petit bateau" knickers her Mum had let her buy during their holiday in France last year. They were soft to the touch, and shaped so t...at they covered the twin cheeks of her arse comfortably. She could see her pubic mound pouting at the front too. Her cuntal hair had started growing a couple of years before, and now formed a very pretty dark bush. Alicia wondered how the boys in her class would react if they saw her like this, her skirt in the air and her bottom sticking out. Actually, I was happier with the human to human combination, so I just shut up and let the women assume that they had won some sort of argument.We traveled for three weeks in a generally easterly direction, going with whichever seemed to be the best road. One afternoon, we came to a very large stone bridge which was ideal for us to use to cross a deep river channel. Jonga was driving at that moment, and she had not even slowed down before entering the approach to the bridge.Once our cart was. I headed to my room but suddenly I was pulled to the darker side under the staircase. Someone was kissing me hard on my lips and sucking my lower lips.It was my cousin sister Ritu. I pushed her back:Me: what are you doing? Don’t you have any idea this is an open area and people are coming?Ritu: I don’t care, I want to kiss you and feeling jealous the way you are flirting with Minal. I wanted to put a stamp on you that till the time you are here, you are mine and no one else can take you out. She toed the bowl under his nose as he lay, prostrate and trembling at her feet."You should be ashamed of yourself. Two months in your cage and that is the best you can do? Lick he bowl clean and prepare for at least one hundred strokes; you've let all these women down again, so they will demand satisfaction." Some of the more vicious looking women looked sternly down at him and moved closer to the bench, flexing their canes and crops. The gimp had been a popular attraction at the women's.