"Brinn paused as though in thought "No, Mistress would never be a commonserving slave." You... seem very certain about that Brinn." I shifted slightly...feeling uncomfortable by the picture in my mind. "It is of course aridiculous speculation for as you can see I am not a slave. I wouldnever allow myself to be collared."Brinn lowered his head as though chastened by my words, coincidentallyhiding any possible satisfaction at the trace of unease he heard in myvoice "Of course not, Mistress, please. Maine ek haat se unke boobs ko dabana shuru kiya aur doosre ko choosne lagi bhabi to jaise bin jal machli ki tarah tadapne lagi aur mere sir ko apne boobs main dabane lagi karib das minute doodh pine ke baad unhone meri skirt ko nikal diya maine dekha ki mere panty poory gili ho chuki thi aur bhabi ki choot se bhi paani tapakne laga tha main apna haat bhabi ke choot ke niche lagaya aur uska pani chatne lagi bhabi to mano mar hi jayengi Unhone mujse apni panty utarne ko kaha meri choot dekhar vo. I felt someone tug on the cord. And then I experienced an electrifying shock that made my eyes roll back in my head. Something was now deeply inserted inside of my wet vagina; but I could not guess what it was. Suddenly I felt something wet and kind of cool on my asshole. It could be spit and quickly some fingers smeared it around my very tight rear entrance.Then slowly, a finger slipped in my asshole; it hurt a little, but then two fingers were shoved deeper and then a third one. Those naughty. She then licked me clean and looked up with her mouth open ,she smiled then swallowed. She left her shirt up and we continued doing her chores until my cum on her chest had dried .We didn’t talk about that incident, just smiled at each other until it was time for lunch. After lunch we took the tractor out to the field to pick up the bales of hay that were there drying. Again Margret out did me when she was picking up the bales and throwing them with ease onto the wagon.I never realized just.