”Hema mujhe dhakka maarte huye andar aaee aur door ko lock kar diya. Ek haath se lawda pakda,“ kya huaa, aap ghar mey ho ? chhoti kaisee hai ? nan...e kyo ho aur ye mera pyara itna dheela , udas kyo hai ?”Ek saans mey hee Hema ne itne question puchhe aur mujhse chipak gaee. Lekin maine uski chuchio ko masalte huye peechhe kiya aur aankho mey dekhkar kaha…“ Karishma to ghar aate hee door bund kar soney chali gaee… mai dubara office bhee nahi jaa sakta thaa..aur teri yaad mey nanga ho gaya…lekin ab. After she began to pull herself back up to relieve the stress on her arms I ask her if she is a virgin. She did not answer so I hit her with open hand on the stomach. Her head jerked up and looking at me she said no Master I am not a virgin. I moved behind her dropping my pants to release a raging hard on I gripped each side of her hips pulling her up and back to me. She felt my erection between her legs rubbing across her cunt lips and started to cry harder. As she struggle to prevent me. " Yes well, there's a catch, but there's also a rather big incentive for you both." Mummy, go on pleeeeeeeeeeease."She laughed and went to the cocktail bar to pour us both a drink."Vodka and coke isn't it?"I think I blushed a little bit, "You know it is, mummy."Handing me the glass, she sat down on a high stool at the bar and looked at me."You know Tabatha, you remind me so much of me when I was your age, it's frightening."At that moment I felt so close to her that I actually felt myself. Her ankle cuffs were fastened to the end of the mono-glove, making her arch her back. Her head was resting on a cushion to protect it and she had been blindfolded. Someone was holding her ponytail very tightly so she could barely move. But she made no sound and had gone completely limp. As her thighs were pushed apart and secured by a short bar, she offered no resistance. She was lifted up briefly while a towel was placed under her hip. It barely registered on her consciousness - she felt so.