Couples and lovers were roaming hand in hand and it made my sister a bit emotional as she started to miss her boyfriend. I mischievously told her to m...ke me her boyfriend for that night! She told me to shut up.Finally, my sister’s interview went well and she got the job. She was so happy that she came running to me and hugged me like never before. I didn’t want this hug to end.We returned to our hotel and I asked her for a treat at some good pub. My sister said she was too tired and suggested. He had swam in our pool. I had treated him as if he was my own son. And this is how he repays me, by raping me?I was outraged. But still his sticky cum leaked from my body, reminding me of that amazing, incredible orgasm. I stood under the shower letting the hot water wash away my anger as well as the remnants of what he had done to me. I soaped my body, washed my breasts. My nipples were still sensitive. A little rubbing with the soapy washrag and they began to get erect and hard again.. A collection of poetry by Sappho? No. Too challenging. Too encrypted. I wanted something that flowed much easier on the eyes and the brain. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover”? Hmm … now this had some scandal about it for decades. And it involved a woman of privilege involved with a man not of her stature. “The Story of O”? Now this had a bit more of an edge but still involved a proper female protagonist who willingly gave herself up to high class sexual slavery. I scanned through the prologues of each. All my tattoos are clearly seen now. My cleavage is brightly visible with the tongue tattoo. Actually, I wore the mini skirt just below my navel to cover the nude men tattoo. Shyam lowered my skirts that my tattoos are clearly visible.The skirt is very short that one could easily find that I am not wearing anything inside.Shyam then removed my piercing jewel and replaced it with a small penis statue. I could not even believe what he is doing to me. I certainly looked perfectly like a very cheap.