Naan en nanban thaane endru vitu konduthaalum, manam ketka vaillai. Ena seivathu santhiyavirku en nanbanai pidithu irukirathu, aanal aval en en mun it...ai seithu kondu irukiraal endru theriya villai.Naanum nanbanin kathaliyum kai kazhuvi vittu amarnthu kondu irunthom, appozhuthu santhiyavum en nanbanum ondraaga kai kazhuvum idathirku sendru irunthaargal.Enaku theriyum avargal etho ulle seiya pogiraargal endru, naanum avargaluku theriyaamal phone pesuvathu pondru angu sendren. Antha sogusu. My sweet delicate angel had become completely nasty. I eased out of the lawn chair and headed for the lobby to our room. I met the four black men at the hallway entrance. And I heard them just commenting about the great piece of white married ass they had just had. I opened the door to the room and walked in. Anita was adjusting the hem of her dress. She definitely had a just fucked look about her. Her hair was mussed up and her skin was red and damp with perspiration. She smiled at me and. Then came the private messages. She turned them off, opened up her group chat room, and watched the customers trickle in. Adjusting the laptop to face the foot of the bed, she was sure to give them a good peek at her deep cleavage. Her tight, tanned stomach. The little diamond jewel that dangled from her belly button piercing. The texts flowed in. Half of the men were sweet, just wanted to see her body and talk about her day. The other half wanted her to do every slimy thing known to man. She. Naked and leashed was a slaves natural appearances. The round kitchen table was cleared by Jessica of the morning mess and made up like a poker table with playing cards and poker chips, red and blue. With Jessica huddled in a corner of the room with the other slaves. Sophie, Sara, Lina and Samantha they awaited as Jason spoke the rules for the game, I am calling it End Game, since it is very possible this game will end the life of a few slaves tonight, Ok here are the rules gentlemen we play.