O dear you are too sexy, he says. That I am I know you bastard and then with my shoes I give him two kicks hard on his face. Take off my clothes and g...ve me a full body massage, I hissed. “Honey, I am your slave. Sure, he said.” Raising my hands he took off my dress. Since I was not wearing a bra my boobs which were already throbbing pooped out on hi sface. Then he bent down and took off my g strings. His hands were shaking. “Has the string fitted in my ass crack,” I asked. He was too excited. So I think we need to put one of these on” as I continue to flick your clit and delve inside your hot pussy…… you slowly and deliciously roll a condom along my cock . “Now lie back and let me see if you can make mummy really happy…… now you do realize that part of your essential training is for mummy to control you. You must and I mean MUST not cum until mummy is happy. Now you want to make mummy happy don’t you, if you don’t mummy will get very cross and you don’t want to make mummy cross do. After a few minutes of enduring the obscene anal violation, Paris began to grow accustomed to the intrusion and the pain gradually subsided. The comfortable, almost pleasurable sensation, however was quickly diminished as I shoved my cock deeper with a single, coasting thrust. With my cock firmly entrenched up to my balls in her tightly gripping hole, I grabbed her hips and swiveled in an attempt to push deeper. Paris felt used. She felt violated as I tried to fill her with every inch of my. The men’s hostel was extremely harsh for students from Andhra.It was a difficult time but I kept my head down and studied well. I topped during the first internals and played cricket fairly well. Due to my performance, my seniors reduced the criticality of ragging but instead I was asked to complete their assignments, etc.One day, my senior asked me to get the bio data of a girl (name, age, measurements, phone number, etc). Her name was Bhargavi. I went to talk to her. Me: Hi, ma’am.Bhargavi:.