Above that 3 bachelor rooms were on the terrace. One day I saw a family shift to one of those single rooms. The day they shifted was a Saturday. I was...spending my week off time in my flat. In the evening I was watching some movies and somebody knocked on the door. I just saw a young lady and a kid with a dabba in hand. I smiled and she introduced that they are the new tenants.They prepared some kheer as housewarming and brought it to me. She was speaking good Kannada. But I was just basic in. Mistress Julia and Taliya were watching television in the living room. Master took his sofa,me gingerly on his lap, feeling his arms around my waist, his beautiful cock throbbing deliciously under me.I looked across to Mistress, smiling at her. She was going to have the time of her life tonight, maybe even better than I had. The hour was getting late when Master returned me to my room. Thoughtfully my dinner was on my desk instead of those earlier items of punishment. I still couldn't sit down. He started fucking. After a while, he was fucking me so frequently that my moaning was loud and breaking at his rhythm.“A-a-a-a-ah!”His grips against my wrists were so tight and firm. Though my wrists had started hurting, I was not gonna complain. After all, why complain? Through my years of pornographic career, I have adapted to find pleasure in pain.“Oh God…oh God! Fuck me faster”I was now almost outta my senses. Gladly, he stopped, released my hands and started breathing heavily. We were. You watch as I multitask perfectly—stroking you and rubbing my clit at the same time. I bring my fingers to my entrance and push one inside. I moan as I take you in my mouth again, sucking you harder than before. I slide a second finger into myself.I take you out of my mouth and lean back on the bed, spreading my legs apart. You position yourself in front of me and guide your dick forward. I moan softly as it brushes against my clit. You guide the tip to my vagina, and I hold my breath as you.