Me: that's a good slut. Her: it doesn't taste bad. Actually not bad at all.Me: good you like it as long as you are a good slut there's more of that fo... you.Her: hmmmm I would love more.I walk back and sit in my chair, she's still there laying on her knees. I light up a cigarette and look at her.Me: let's plan a fuck in front of your sugar daddy I can show him what money can't do and can't buy. Now get dressed and leave I have to open the store.Her: can't you wait? we just fucked.Me: what do you. Leaving you staring at her heart shaped ass sashaying seductively, with the smell of lust in the air. The slave girl smiled wantonly at your Mistress upon meeting her. Deep curtsies, showing off her brazen bosoms. She raised the riding crop up to tickle over her curves, down her waist, and then a swerving line back to her cleavage. "It would serve you well to listen to me Lil One," she paused, “for I am a woman with very distinctive tastes." She licked her lips and made a biting. OMG! What a feeling and how soft those boobs are. I praised my luck for 1st time in life I am feeling like this.I pressed both boobs alternatively with one hand and another hand is busy in searching of her ass. She partially removed her chudidar and I seen those whitish boobs in moon light. Wow they are glowing. I placed my mouth on her boobs and squeezing them and pressing them hard. She continuously moans ah ha ahh Rohan ahhh like that. I hugged her tightly and feel heat of her body. I pushed. Fadomir's head pounded, and he concluded he'd had a little too much wine last night. His hangover still fogged his brain as he tried to remember the carnal pleasures he'd enjoyed last night. His erection need attention, and he called to the girl as she sat brushing her hair by his antique wall mirror."My dear, ah..."The girl turned around and smiled. "Don't tell me you've forgotten my name?" she teased."Of course, not, ah..." 'What was she called?' he wondered."Fladomir? Are we going riding up.