I look at the clock on the dressing table-just enough time to get readyfor evening service. And Mistress expects Her maid to be on time.When She first...acquired me, she took me to a beauty salon. The stylistsinstructed me on how to do my makeup and my hair properly. I made mistakesat first, and was punished for it. Now, it takes very little time to do myface to Her approval. I look at my face in the mirror and it's hard toremember what I used to look like before She began changing me to suitHer.. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. . maine choosna shuru kiya hmmmm kya taste tha main apni jeeb andar bahar karta raha mere lund lohe ki tarah hogaya tha ab main uth ke didi ko gale lagaya unhu ne mere paijame me haath daal diya n mere khade lund ko pakda k Kaha tera lund toh bohot achi shape main ha maine kuch na kehte hue ise boobs ko chhosne lara kya raseele boobs they unhu ne mera paijama bahar nikala n mera lund apne muu main leliya ye mera first time tha mujhe toh be hadd maza araha tha maine zor zor se lund push karne. I did as she said, slowly sliding my finger in and out of her. “Oh, yes, that’s so good, love,” Auntie Rosanna moaned. Encouraged by this I went faster, her pussy making sticky slurping sounds as I pumped my finger in and out of her. She ground her pussy up against my hand with each in-stroke. Then, somehow, my finger slid completely out of her pussy and up the slick slit of her inner pussy lips. My finger found a nub of flesh near the top of the slit and my auntie gasped at the touch of this,.