Got it!!Melissa gave him a look as if she had been dethroned and put in her place. She started looking more humble, fearing that he might give her ord...rs she may not like.Melissa: (nodding her head) Got it!!Michael: Got it what!!Melissa: I mean, I got it, Master.Karen, Doyle and Paul smiled. At last they have seen her humiliated. Patrick wasn't sure what to feel. He partly felt bad for her but on the other hand, she had been cold to him too many times.Michael: Now listen. This is what we are. After the dinner Rahul told us more about his stories and showed us all the gifts he bought for us. While opening the gifts Rahul’s dad went to the toilet and Rahul suddenly gave me the packet he’s been saving telling it for me. As I opened it I saw few pairs of very expensive Lingerie. I asked him who is it for expecting to get a name but instead he said they are for me. I was flattered but disgusted at the same time, as we mothers in India never expect to get their underwear from their sons.. I do not like dicks, but I was so horny I did whatever she told me to. But still, I failed to cum in that position. ‘Looks like you really want to touch your sissy clit, slave. But let me tell you, you can only touch it if I tell you. It is mine now’ she said. ‘Yes mistress, my sissy clit is yours, I will not touch it without your permission’, I said. ‘Please, let me cum, please, please, I’m your nasty sissy slave, I am a slut, I need to cum, please!’, I begged, without knowing what I was. “If only I had a needle and cotton.” Sarah purred as she rolled on to her back and opened her legs. “Huh?” Amy’s eyes peeked out from inside the dress. “Then I could sew up my dress with you inside.” Amy looked out again and smiled. “Then there’d be no more peeking!” Sarah laughed as she flicked her dress back over Amy’s face. It was now midnight and both women were drunk, spent and exhausted. Having a cute brunette who would go down on her to order was almost too good to be true. Sarah knew.