.Maine kaha ok usne kaha promise me ,,maine kaha ok I promise you then she tell me her name ,mai thoda sonchne laga then usne kahan mai apki biwiw ki ...aheli hun ,,phir usne nam bataya aur humari normal chat ka silsila shuru huwa,darasal usku meri timing pata the ke mai kiswaqt ghar me rahta hun aur kiswaqt nahi, isliye woh tabhe chat karti jub mai ghar se baher hota ,,actually uski shadi ko 2 sal hogaye the uske husband saudi me rahte the shadi ke 1 mahine bad hi woh chalegaye aur 2 sal hogaye. Her father obviously was enjoying it. How could he desert her for one night with that ... that bitch!Straining on her haunches, she peered out again. God, if they saw her she'd die of embarrassment. Her heart stopped and she dared not breathe. But they hadn't seen her as the murmurs and gurglings kept coming, their intensity increasing with each passing moment. She could discern sounds of heavy breathing and animal grunts and moans. She couldn't stand the tension any longer, she had to find out. Bill looked madly away from the cheerleader's increasingly ruggedface to the other girls in the room.Each one was already nearly a full head taller than him. Theirbreasts were shrivelling on their chests and thick, dark hair wasgrowing in their place. But one thing was unchanged: their manly faces still shone with lustfor him.Bill squeaked in horror and tried to break free from Michelle'ssuddenly muscular grip around his waist. He pushed vainly againsther rock-hard barrel chest, gazing. Noticing the slaves swelling cock, the Master reaches down and gives the butt plug a pump forcing a stifled moan out of the slave. "You're obviously getting used to that butt plug if you can get a hard-on," the Master tells him. He resumes applying the oil, massaging it into the slaves chest and up his arms. Moving slowly down the boi's body, the Master gets his boi-toy slick and shiny all over and gives the plug a final pump before standing back to admire. Knowing he has got his boi nicely.