She was in a black dress, a red sash at the waist. Her arms were bare and the neckline was very low cut, almost to her navel. Her heeled shoes were bl...ck and as polished as a mirror. Her dark red lipstick added some color to her somewhat pale face. Her face was beautiful, but it was her eyes that were the most striking. They were dark, deep, and seductive. Samantha had never seen such incredibly beautiful eyes on anyone."I am fine," the woman answered, calmly and cooly. She wasn't even out of. Not then. I didn't know when, but not then. I pushed it all back.I did what I always did when I needed control. I remembered the Peter's Rules.Rule one. No running, no jumping no swimming.Rule two. Full disclosure; I tell Peter everything, always.Rule three. No cuming without permission.Rule four. No swearing.Rule five. No partners without permission.Rule six. No pain without permission.Rule seven. I have a master; I call him 'sir.' He owns my dick.By the time I finished my little mantra, I was. "He pushed a finger into her and then another as his lips sucked her exposed clitoris. This was not what he had expected at all. Georg was a man whose prick was the centre of all a woman's pleasure. Never had he been asked to make a woman climax without using it. Now it lay ignored under his thighs as she sucked him in and orgasmed with a series of small sighs that turned to cries. Her thighs trembled and then lifted around his head to close him in a grip from which there was no escape without. Fir uske baad bhabhi maera kuch jyada hi karib aa gai hum kahi bhi jate Scootu per to bhabhi mujhse bilkul chipak ker baithti thi or mujhe aapni kamar per unke bada bada chucho ka ehsas hota tha or mai unke chucho ke maje leta tha fir kuch dino ke baad jab mai bhabhi ke ghar gaya to jo rasoi mai khana paka rahi thi or ghar mai koi nahi tha to mai hi bhabhi ke pass rasoi mai chala gay or bhabhi se baat karne laga or fir ail dam se bhabhi ko piche se pakad liya or unke chuche dabane laga or unko.