During a visit home, her mother scolded her for having lost her shape and looking fatter. Samantha complained to her colleagues about the pounds pilin... on and her mother's comments, but again they minimized the matter and kept offering her delicacies. In another month or two, she reached the point where she was outgrowing her size 12 clothes. It was impossible not to notice how much her big, softening ass was straining her trousers, and her waistbands displayed a generous, jiggly muffin top at. And the perfume they were wearing was making both of us Jatin and me mad.I commented, “Lagta hai aj DJ party main qayamat ane wali hai.”Deepti “Kaisi kayamat?”Adi “Itne chhote chhote kapdon main itna sara saman kaise chhipega, haha?”Anjali “Chhipane ki zaroorat kya hai.”Deepti “Hai tabhi to dikha rahe hain.”Jatin “Hum log dekhen wahan tak to theek hai. Wahan agar koi tum logon par mar gaya to kaise bachayenge?”Anjali “Shame on you guys, you can’t protect your wives?”Adi “Don’t worry wahan se to. I sat, rock hard, as she was in the bathroom before I heard her call me up (the toilet roll was out). As I passed her a new one while she sat on the toilet she reached and unzipped my trousers, exposed my cock for the first time and took me in her mouth. My cock was wet from all the pre-cum she'd teased from me, but she took the whole length with her first mouthful anyway and continued to deep throat every last inch over and over. How I managed to hold back from cumming down her throat I'll. 'Okay, let's have her kneeling on the bed facing me, please.' The two women grab me, and force me up onto my knees, then they turn me around to face their boss. He has picked Mistress Emma's flogger off the spare bed and is playing with it. 'Not so clever now, are you sissy?' he taunts me. 'What's your name, slut?' he demands."Charlotte," I mumble. Suddenly he lunges, and hits me on each side with the flogger."You will address me as 'Sir'," you stupid sissy slut!'"Yes, sir, sorry sir," I.