Agrawal ka awaz aaya. Maine darwaja khola.”kahiye saralaji kaise aana hua” maine poocha. “kuch nahi unka phone tha achanak bhopal jana pada do t...n din nahi aayege bor ho rahi thi achanak yad aaya tum bhi aakeli hi ho socha chalo jara waqt bitaye” Aao na esa karo na flat ko lock hi kar dena yahi so jana aaj’ thik hai abhi aayi kahakar sarala ji flat lock karane chali gayee. Maine bhi kapade chang kar liye broun nity under bra paintee our pettycot tha. 10 minut ke bad saralaji aayi.”kya khana ho. " I replied. With that he pulled his cock out of his pants. It wasn't the biggest I've ever had. But it was a good start. About 6 inches, a bit thicker than average with a plush pink head. I opened my mouth again slightly moving my tongue forward to accept him. He put a finger on my tongue. I closed my lips around the finger and began to suck on it."You have a talented mouth slave." He said. Stroking his cock with his free hand. "Do you want my cock in that mouth?" He moved his finger in and. Anyway one night it was about eleven o'clock I pulled off the highway and ended up at the Lion Den adult book store, I was asking myself if I could really have the nerve to go in dressed like this, I was wearing a short brown skirt, tan blouse and three inch open toe shoes. I sat in the lot for a few minutes watching a few people going in and out trying to talk myself in to going in, there was only a few cars in the lot so I thought what is the worse thing they could do other than ask me to. My heart was pounding, as my breathing deepened, yet I was very quiet while being still. “I am here, Sir. Master, please note that your slave is so sorry to be late” Laying down his book, he replied, “Yes, as she should be, don’t you think so?” He looked at her breasts, seeing where the raindrops had fallen. She had on the tight pink tee with her little black skirt, so short that you could just see the very edges of her satin pink panties. “What happens when my slave is late?” he said to me as.