Men dusre din school gaya aur subah se hi meri nazren sirf ek hi chehre ko talaash rahi thi. Par vo chehra poore din mujhe dikhai nahi diya school ki ...hutti bhi ho gayi par shayad vo school hi nahi ayi thi. Men ghar aagaya meri halat kuch aisi hi thi jaise dard se tadapte hue panchi ki hoti hai vo na to ud sakta hai aur na ek jagah chupchap reh sakta hai. Man to kia k ek baar unke ghar jakar dekh aun par pehle kabhi gaya nahi tha so nahi gaya.Dusre din phir school gaya vo Saturday ka din tha us. She explained to me that some nights it was a roller coaster ride, but was always fun, free-spirited and just erotic, but always in control. She started explaining some of the types of things that went on. The gentle whipping, foot fetish, stocking fetish, lingerie and many different aspects of her dominance of people.As she was speaking I could feel myself getting a little worked up. I think she noticed, because she asked me if she was making me feel uncomfortable. I said she was not, I just. That was secured by the door lock and an iron rod I had always had to stop people from forcing it opened. I cleaned up myself some and decided to make some food for myself and my new house guest.After making some lunch I brought her down a bowl and some water. I made sure it was warmed and not hot. Hate to have been burned for my stupidity. She was just sitting there. I think she is starting to get used to this. No cant be, its only day two. Then again Stockholm syndrome doesn’t have an exact. Harsh was licking her pussy like a dog drinking water. With the way her pussy was stinking, harsh understood that this bitch is already horny, had her orgasm and ready for more.He caught her by hair, dragged her to the corridor of the train, he sat in the corner, with the back facing the wall, made ashwini turn around and made her squeeze her ass on harsh face. He wanted to be suffocated by ashwini’s ass on his face. He dig her asshole to the depth that only the g-spot knows. His tongue was.