Orwell was right!)Part 1.I serve my mistress, holding the stockings and heels. She sits on the bed, rolls the sheer black silk over black-painted toes...and up, over the knee and onto her tanned thighs. I hold her shoes and she steps into them, brushing my face with her newly shaven pussy. After selecting her dress, she slips it over her shoulders and pulls her hair free, letting it cascade down her back.She applies her smoky make-up and asks how she looks. From my position on the floor I take. "My god, look at her!" Sandy shouted.Nick and Professor Hill turned towards the direction the blonde's shaking finger pointed. Sitting on the floor Indian style, Jenny tightly held the men's hands. Her face was ghostly pale and her eyes were open, but only the whites could be seen. Her eyelashes fluttered over her colorless eyes and her breathing was shallow. This disturbed even the professor who thought his deception might have gone too far. He tried to pull his hand free but. It was all very rustic and actually looked quite cozy."Wow!" Ben said, "How long have you been living here?" Since last August." Jake said. "It was a little cold through the winter, but a little insulation here and there should help that."Since Ben and I both had beers, Jake went over to the antique fridge and got himself a beer. "C'mon, I'll show you the rest of the place." He said, as he led the way downstairs.On the lower level, we could see that there was still some of the old machinery off. Phela mai uske right dhoodh ko chuss raha tha.Aur woh apna hath mera sar ke upar ghuma rahi thi.Mjhe bhut acha lag rha tha.Aur mai uske lift wale boobs ko press kr raha tha.Bich bich mai mai uske nipples ko bite kr deta toh woh mera hairs khichne lagti.But mai phir bhi uske dhoodh chus raha tha aur.Nihce mera kund bhi uske thighs mai ragad raha tha.Mjhe bhi bhut mazza aa raha tha.Phir mai uske lft wale dhoodh ko chusna laga.Aur rt wala dhoodh ko dabba raha tha.Phir mai uske navel ko kiss krna.