Anyway, there were a lot of different games we made up, but we had our favourites that we played regularly. This particular afternoon we decided to p...ay ‘slaves’. In this game we would take it in turns to be the ‘slave’, and do whatever the other person wanted. This time it was Charlottes turn to be the slave, which meant that I was the master! I liked it best that way. The game started off simply, I’d ask her to tidy my room, find a toy I’d lost, fold my clothes, that sort of thing, but. .Fir mene unko sidha kiya or unke gulabi honto ko jjor jor se chusne laga wo bhi mere muh me jev dalke muje sath de rhi thi hum ek dusre ki jev chus rhe the wo garam ho gayi thi 15min kiss ke bad mene unki sari or blouse petticoat nikal diya unka chikna jism bas blak bra panty me band tha fir mene unki bra bhi nikal di or jor seBoobs dabane aur chusne laga wo mere sir ko apne boob pe daba rhi thi aur siskari bhar rhi thi fir mene unke panty nikal di me to pagal ho gaya unki chut ekdum gulabi. “You want try something else?” I asked with a grin. “OK.” Was his immediate response. “Lay on your stomach.” I told him. And so he did.I crawled a bit further down on the bed, until my face was on the same level as his butt. I proceeded to spread his butt cheeks with both of my hands and lowered my mouth to his hole. I decided to do this dirty act based on two things. One, I desperately wanted to ride him, and for that a certain amount of lubrication would me needed. Two, I wanted to experience. Fifi's mind was reeling, he couldn't believe what hadjust happened. He didn't dare move, and just when he thought thingscouldn't get any worse, he felt an unmistakable bulge under his belly.Mr. Walker had gotten hard from spanking him."I hope you've learned your lesson, Fifi," said Mr. Walker gently."Yes, Mr. Walker," sniffled Fifi."Good. I wouldn't want to have to punish you again."With that, Mr. Walker helped Fifi to his feet. The emasculated malewiped his face and returned to his chair,.