Without wasting any time, Khan chacha got on top of Rekha and pushed his tongue in her mouth. Rekha had no option but to suck Khan chacha’s tongue. ...hile he kissed her, his hands roamed all over her boobs and his dick throbbing to enter her pussy.Rekha felt a tickling sensation in her pussy as Khan chacha’s dick moved around it. Khan chacha moved down and started licking her neck, and then he went onto her naked boobs. Sucking them, biting them, licking them. Rekha’s hand unknowingly went on. I groaned in disappointment but then he said, ‘I need fuck now’, in his broken English sexy accent. My eyes widened as I looked at him with shock. Looking straight at me as he squeezed his huge fat cock he said, ‘yes, I need fuck now ok’! This time it sounded more like a demand and I was very worried, glancing down at his hand around his very hard, long, fat cock did nothing to ease my worries either. ‘I er, I don’t...I don’t think I’ll be able to take you in my, er, b...b...bottom’. I. I went to bed that night with those thoughts on my mind, wondering what it would be like to be a slave for him. By this time, I really liked him, felt that we had become good friends. I thought, how hard could it be to be his slave, him my Master? By the next day, I had just a few more questions for him, which he again answered patiently. By the end of the conversation, he seemed to know what I wanted more than I did at the time. He asked if I wanted to be his slave and after a few minutes I. She merely touched the top and it opened revealing a compact cool wine storage, a small refrigeration unit stocked with juices and soda, and a full mini bar on the side. impressive, he thought. “No thank you Miss Abernathy, I am fine.” he stated. Then watched as she bent low into the fridge and got a juice drink. Her rounded hips and ample backside were sheathed in a silky blood red shift skirt. He let his gaze travel down her calves and noted her stockings had a seam straight up the backs.