5 hoga aur nandana ki 5.7 thi. priyanka ki figure 34-23-36 tha aur nandana ki 36-23-36 hogi.Tour ki dushre raat ki baat hai. jab main raat ko room me ...a raha tha to dekha ki wo room ka darwaaja khula tha jaha wo ladkiyan rahati thi. waise hi mujhe kya huwa ki maine room ke ander jhaka. room me koi nahi tha. wahi dekha ki priyanka bed me padi hui thi aur room me aur koi nahi tha. maine dekha ki kahin uski dost nandana hai. maine idhar udhar bathroom ki taraf bhi dekha, magar koi nahi. I hear the footsteps of someone behind me. It's my Master, or at least its my soon-to-be-Master. In my dream I realize that I'm not a slave, not yet, but I'm being inspected to be sold.Of course I'm naked, except for a collar, and while the front of my body is cold, hugging the stone pillar, my backside is hot, like it's being warmed by some intense Mediterranean sun. The footsteps get closer and the intensity of the sun vanishes, like I'm in the cool shade of a tree. The Master is right behind. Looking into his eyes, I searched them. “Do you want me to kiss you?” I asked. Never breaking eye contact, he nodded. I leaned down and brushed my lips lightly over his. Rubbing my soft lips over his, I enjoyed the texture of them. Using my tongue to part his lips, I nibbled his full bottom lips, occasionally sucking it into my mouth. Ben was sitting as still as a stone, not even breathing. I ran my tongue along the seam of his lips, and then dipped it inside to taste his mouth. Touching his. I can feel my orgasm building as he continues to hit me. Suddenly I feel the sharp sting of the plumbing tool on my ass. The pain is focused, I know there are bright red stripes rising. He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not as hard as on my ass, but I feel it. It scares me, but it also increases my excitement. Suddenly the blows stop. He’s switching gears. I don’t know what’s coming next. I wait, pussy dripping. He pulls my ass.