Her hips were narrow, and her chest, although covered looked to be medium which pleased him. “Have a seat Miss Hood, my name is Bart Wolfe, it is a ...leasure to meet you.”He stood and extended his hand and they shook before she took a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. He sat down and planted his elbows on his desk. His fingers intertwined in front of his face as he watched her. She sat, she crossed her legs like a lady and placed her hands in her lap. “Indeed a pleasure, Mr. Wolfe.. ?Indeed?? Mistress raised an eyebrow.?Shall we test that??Jatin felt a thrill of dread. This would be his punishment.?As you command, Mistress.? Mistress nodded to Drush, who turned and left the room. Jatin lowered himself back to the floor, his heart pounding with fear. What punishment could test his loyalty? He had taken beatings, but could not think how a whipping would prove him to be loyal to his Mistress. And if he failed? Jatin could not imagine life away from his Mistress and the harem.. So questions arose from this. Did she confide in Martin as a friend, and this turned into a love affair? Did she mistakenly take Patty’s suspicions as certainty? Was this why she didn’t confront me? Or after accepting my proposal, did she get cold feet and this gave her the ideal opportunity to get out of it? Was she one of those people who could not face others to break up with them? But why did she have to lie about where she was that evening? Was it on the spur of the moment to keep me at. And with a loud moan she relaxed herself, arched her body. And let herself loose…I could feel wide gush of her juices on my dick…I increased my speed of fucking her and she held my head with her hands. Her bog boobs were in front of my eyes and I was banging my face on her boobs…I increased my speed of fucking her pussy…my dick was entering her love hole and coming out quickly…I could easily hear the sound of fuch fuch fuch in moving train also…after fucking her for 5 more minutes I signaled.